Ode to live

Bereavement does masquerade softly when the time is ripe for love. In love, as love, when eternity is found in now. The plenitude of now. The rush of blood. The ardor. Behind this love that feels more and more undeniable, a reservoir of grief likewise wells up. The grief is very fluid. At once it […]

Beauty is terror.

“It’s a very Greek idea, and a very profound one. Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it. And what could be more terrifying and beautiful, to souls like the Greeks or our own, than to lose control completely? To throw off the chains of being for an instant, to shatter the […]