The Gods of Man Under Socialism

(with flirtatious apologies to Oscar Wilde and his The Soul of Man Under Socialism) ….Only a flicker Over the strained time-ridden faces Distracted from distraction by distraction Filled with fancies and empty of meaning –T.S. Eliot It’s ridiculous to feel envy over those I, objectively, wouldn’t want to emulate. And yet, it comes […]

The Face of Another in the Forest

After a week hiatus, I’ve posted another installment in my “Where They May Be Found” series for A Sense of Place. This one–Cernunnos. So, we’re there at this convention, waiting for FAUN, and the band before is doing awkward and violent hip-thrusts evoking animalistic sex and saying something about Cernunnos and it doesn’t feel right. […]