Category: The Craft

In The Nuptials, Camus wrote of a consciousness reveling in the world, a body delighting in nature, and the individual’s immersion in sheer physicality. Years before, Whitman wrote of the same sensuality, joy, and awareness of our place in this world. These two giants married literary and philosophical thought like few had. I have no […]

I write to bring others peacefulness and joy, to stand them on a prairie hillcrest watching wind ripple ripening wheatfields as far as the eye can see, like an ocean, wave after wave of golden grain, its bronzed hues dancing and playing in the sunlight swaying, first this way, then that, without reason other than […]