On the wing

You too sought greater things, but the weight of love pulls All of us down, and grief drives us even lower. Yet the arc of our lives...

Olga Ivinskaya and Boris Pasternak in 1958 It snowed and snowed throughout the land, A ceaseless snowing. On the table, a candle bu...

Lord, it is time. The summer was so great. Now lay your shadow across the sundials, And let the winds of the field run free. T...

One white and lonely sail out there, amidst the fog and the ocean’s blue! What does it seek in distant lands? What was amiss i...

While you live, be joyful; grief must know its measure. The span of life is brief; time will claim its treasure. ...