Well, it’s Easter weekend as I write this and Christendom has taken some harsh blows even as the most important day of the liturgical year has come again. Bombings in Sri Lanka, the burning of Notre Dame Cathedral in France……
Let’s just say, right from the start, that if you’re German you probably will think I’m crazy by the time you finish reading this week’s poem. If you ever have traveled to places where you’re quite obviously the outsider, maybe…
I’m one of those people that doesn’t like structured “fun” and particularly not the “lifeboat exercise” Maybe you know the exercise I mean. It’s been around more or less as long as team building exercises have been a subcategory of…
Yesterday rain, today snow, tomorrow, who knows? The Mississippi River at a gauge in New Orleans stood at 16.79 feet this afternoon. Flood stage is 17 feet. If you’ve been watching flooding around the US and have a good grasp…
A poem of wakefulness – sort of Insomnia? Stubbornness? A sort of private vigil in which one remains awake long after sleep should have come? Hard to say. But that is the subject of this week’s poem, Vigil. This week’s…
