Gift of a Sparrow’s Nest

It’s like a present found under the tree when everyone's sound asleep on Christmas Eve, and the thrill of trespassing.   The rustic wrapping is full of hope, a family’s intimate history written in twisted straw and cursive grass and sometimes fine sepia print.   There’s the urgency of architecture: this twig here, then this… Continue reading Gift of a Sparrow’s Nest

Pandemic V: Once an Empire

Once we made gold that sweetened the drink of Egyptian kings, elixir of gods. Once our god was an ebony gold that drove our machines and drove countries to war. Once we beat our wings at the sun, our castle a colossus that hummed. Once we made wings and flew past the sky to a… Continue reading Pandemic V: Once an Empire