How much poetry Is left in me Is something I ponder As I try To make words That will evoke Something in you Like recognition That we speak the same language Belong to the same tribe Of liars who lie Where words are usually in disguise As in a costume […]

Ida rather not or so she thought When the date came and went.   Unrushed, Ida dreamed of an ocean of love And from her mother’s heart   She heard the steady pull Of moon and tide   Turned upside down And right side up   Ida arrived Unperturbed by […]

Where was the wall in La Quinta del Sordo that was transferred to the canvas hanging in the Prado? What did Goya see to paint the half-submerged Dog that way. It is an awesome minimalist painting that shows only the head of a mutt ears back, not upright and eager, […]

Getting wisdom Has been an obsession of mine Though not like getting power Or money is to some More like beach combing A collector of random impressions From every point of view But mine A compulsion without reason Other than perhaps Reason itself To believe that there always Had to […]

The dancer on the star is my almost three year-old grand daughter carefully following the dance instructor who is leading the class in a routine which begins with a shimmy and a shake, a limbering up of arms and legs, a clapping of hands. ending with arms in the air, […]

“You cannot change the subject, only its interpretation” – Ai Weiwei   The rat and the rabbit heads, then owned by Yves Saint Laurent were put on the block in 2009. Sold by Christie at the hammer price of 28 million euros to one Mr. Cai, who, on the next […]

Every kowtow Awakes the Ancestors Who are watching us Invisibly like the currents Causing the sandalwood incense To curl and disappear. Causing one’s Ancestors To feel shame Ranks as the one prohibition That supersedes all others. This was planted Every memorial day When we visited The family graves To leave […]

The value of travel, as Sigmund Freud once observed, lies in self-discovery. I would add, the destination itself is seldom relevant, it’s about the journey. Who you are, who you wish you were and who you have become cannot be ascertained around the familiar. You have to wake up in […]

When I was a kid, way before the Internet, a whatchamacallet was something it took me over a year to get. Too timid to reveal my total ignorance, I, like all the younger kids, mostly stood to the side, nodded, waited for some other clue to figure out what the […]