During JC’s last year (.c.f. Journey With JC), he liked quoting from T. S. Eliot’s “Love Song of J. Alfred Prufock; and lately I occasionally recall the lines, I grow old, I grow old; I shall wear the bottoms of … Continue reading
Michael Catanzaro
Click on images to download … Continue reading
You want to hear a funny story? [Well, maybe you won’t think it so; but it did provide ‘Us’ with some humorous distraction this a.m….] It began this way: When Body awoke after a good long piece of oblivion, Domestic-I … Continue reading
Maybe it was the postcard skyline seen between bridge cables, or possibly the startling seagull welcome that hit my windshield as the Jeep Cherokee slowed in traffic crossing the Golden Gate. Whatever the cause this afternoon, by the time I … Continue reading
Words are the daughters of Earth, wrote Samuel Johnson.[1] This I, on the other hand, seems to be a daughter of words…. Words!…parents of Mind–equal to saying, progenitors of my very being; for it is within Mind that this I … Continue reading
(things one likes remembering…) The one piece of furnishings I most remember from all my pre-marriage years was a treadle sewing machine. It had a place in every home my parents made, from the San Francisco flat at Chestnut and … Continue reading
Longevity… As one nears the end of the Life Game, one accepts Fate and Chance are not the same; and encounters that ‘Midnight of the Soul’ of traffic never ceasing in numbers untold. Should one remain sane as one becomes … Continue reading
Alone… it doesn’t matter, how many persons with whom you once worked and loved. Doesn’t matter, how many children…. To read more of Tosca Lenci’s poetry, click on the link below: Leftover Rhymings, more Alone… it doesn’t matter, how many … Continue reading
Jesus’ ecumenical absorbance by time and culture into an ethereal ‘son of God’ obliterated his stellar human reputation–a revered proponent of fairness and truth chafing under an oligarchy in his time and place. While adhering to history and tenets of … Continue reading