“Ha…rume!” bellows from nearby. Then, silence. Peculiar. The sound seems so close, but when looking out from my lofty Tuscan … More

                                                                     ….I have measured out my life with coffee spoons….                                                                         from The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock TS … More

TRAVEL ESSAY: It was that year it rained. In Southern California, we say things like that because rain is so … More

When Jenny was eight, her father took her walkabout into the outback. Just the two of them, alone. Jenny remembered … More