Dreamers Rise

They may have come from the north, those first ones, passing along the shore of the great deep lake and into the marshes between the mountai...

A bonfire on a bare hill, whipped high by the wind. High clouds and a moon with no mercy. In the shadows apart from the blaze, scattered voi...

One The Humours of Planxty , Leagues O'Toole's collective biography of the Irish trad quartet has finally been released, a year aft...

See update (December 2020). This was the unlikely name of a Celtic music ensemble that came together in 1975 at the California Instit...

It's not always bird song. Sometimes it's traffic on the street below, the first gray light reflecting off stone façades. The fevers...

When we doused our lamps and went to sleep the great ship was still moored at the dock. From the windows of our houses along the harborside,...

My morning commute, of late, is a fifteen-minute drive, mostly on back roads through suburban woods. About halfway out a stream comes out of...

There is a story by Jorge Luis Borges called “El milagro secreto” (“The Secret Miracle”). It concerns a Czech writer, Jaromir Hladík, who is...

In brief, the story of Robert Walser is more or less as follows. He was born in Switzerland in 1878, apprenticed in a bank in his teens, tri...

When this slim volume was published in 1982, it was marketed on the jacket flap as a novel, which is the one thing it isn't , at least i...

Once inside, past the vestibule and the women taking admission, the room is smaller than he expected, and before long it is filled with peop...

I really didn't know what to expect with this one. Whisper of the Heart was the first (and I think only) feature film directed by Yoshi...

We can draw back. You can come with your numberless armies, with your machines, but we will have moved on ahead of you. Even when you think ...

Three versions of an incident from the Confucian Analects, Book 18, chapter 6. First, the translation by James Legge (1815-1897); the itali...

This series was published by Faber & Faber beginning in the 1930s, under the general editorship of L. R. Palmer. At least some of the v...

I got a chance to see Freedy Johnston live the other night. I had seen him once earlier, playing with his longtime lead guitarist Cameron G...

Whatever things this notebook may be, at various times, and despite the title, it certainly is not a dream journal, an undertaking that wou...

I was outside the other evening watching dragonflies in the back yard. There seemed to be about a half a dozen of them, though it was hard t...

A bullfrog hops out from under a hedge, croaking loudly. A few feet away, another emerges and begins to sound off in turn. A third frog — th...

How many a year has passed and gone, And many a gamble has been lost and won, And many a road taken by many a friend, And each one I've ...