The Child’s Garden

When I am grown to man’s estate
I shall be very proud and great
and I will tell the other girls and boys
not to meddle with my toys
My toys though, save for a steel wind up top and a tin Wizard of Oz jack-in-the-box, are scattered to the four winds. Though it’s fun to play with [...]

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What a Day!

 A young woman at my gym pulled me to one side today and kissed me passionately in a corridor.  That lifted my spirits immeasurably- we’ve been talking now for a few weeks!  Life, suddenly, is once again looking bright.  All in all-quite a good day compared with how it began.

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Night Thoughts

    Didn’t Scott Fitzgerald say that “In the dark night of the soul it is always three o’clock in the morning?” (Something like it anyway) I’m beginning to see exactly what he meant. I’ve been getting up at exactly three the past few nights, feeling anxious in spite of the extra Klonopin I’ve been taking. [...]

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I’m Missing New York State Autumns & Winters

Maryland autumn going into winter somehow, like Winston Churchill’s famous pudding: lacks theme.  I need the leaf scattered rain-drenched days when nature, real northern nature, for a brief, shining moment, is wearing her most beautiful clothes.
Snow, good New York snow, is also something we never see this far south.  My cross-country skis sit unused in the attic, [...]

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J. C. Larkin – Winter of His Discontent

 This winter of 2008 is so far full of wonder and doldrums.  With my now soon to be former wife (and family to some degree) I’d have to be psychologically blind not to recognize I’m sometimes in the thrall of recovered memory that somehow always gives way to depression.  In spite of the manifold wonders of science and medicine, [...]

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Reflections of a decent Fall

Life is looking rather good just now. Most everything is going exceedingly well; I have re-read some of the more heavy going Russian offerings by Dostoevsky and Gogol and have come away refreshed by the modern-ness of the whole experience. They are far better than Hardy but in some ways similar in their use of that singular subtext [...]

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