Of silks and wisdom

Beloved, when Adam named the creatures, he gave them garments of speech. One by one, God led them out before Adam’s discerning eye. Like a tailor, Adam measured the creatures in his comprehension, and wrapped each on in the finery of thought. And so bedight, each one again departed. But no cast of thought will…

Corona and the Crucible

Published in Hermes Magazine. “May you live in interesting times,” we sometimes say. The ordinary use of this phrase may strike us as somewhat cavalier today, however, given the critical scenario that the pandemic has constellated around people over the whole globe. Despite the obvious threat and inconvenience that the pandemic had posed and will…

A million stars, skies without measure hold Dark her eyes, treasure within untold Without fathom like the ocean deep Rich and secret, mysterious like sleep Like sleep, or like the mind behind the mind Like great blue to the one that’s blind.

An Encounter, or “How I Became a Philosopher”

“Demonic birds,” I burst out as I heaved myself from my desk and lumbered across the room. A band of magpies had perched askance along the balcony outside, guided by an instinctual strategy to cry havoc with the greatest acoustic advantage. I closed the window with a thud, knowing it was more of a token…