“Out of the Night That Covers Me/ Black as The Pit from Pole to Pole…”
“Out of the Night That Covers Me/ Black as The Pit from Pole to Pole…” (Invictus by William Ernest Henley) The coronavirus pandemic is raging worldwide, and people are asked … Continue reading →
To Sing or To Moan?
When the citizens of a town in Italy, quarantined in their homes against terrifying contagion, recently came onto their balconies to sing to one another or maybe to themselves, the … Continue reading →
The Loneliness of Isolation
A friend I’ll call Debbie was losing her sight. As an infant, she had been incubated with pure oxygen which would eventually destroy her optic nerve. Others victimized by the … Continue reading →
The Roulette of Living
The end of my ulna is shattered—which sounds like a naughty personal problem to me. It actually means my dominant arm can’t escape from its over-the-elbow splint for at least … Continue reading →