Echosaurus. Posted on 03/31/2015 by Michael Gray Water Fish, Wind Bird, and Gaia are three ancient guardians of Planet Earth. But Gaia (who watches over the land and all that grows...
Seeing Light in the Dark Posted on 03/24/2015 by Michael Gray I/ Loom Of Light —a poem by Ken Mckeon A loom of light, of a coastal city, say San Diego Years ago on a...
Collaboration Posted on 03/17/2015 by Michael Gray Did the first egg roll down the hill, hatch, and then cross the road? Or did the first chicken cross the road and lay...
My Body is Written in Shorthand Posted on 03/10/2015 by Michael Gray One day last month, sitting on the couch and reading about how Space is more fundamental than anything that appears in it, an image...
Robin Hood or Person Hood (Economics 101). Posted on 03/03/2015 by Michael Gray When Robin Hood knew that he was dying, he asked for his bow, said “bury me where this arrow lands,” and loosed it into...
“The Hunger Artist” (a TSK fable). Posted on 02/24/2015 by Michael Gray At first glance, Franz Kafka’s haunting story “The Hunger Artist” gives a dismal account of time (he dies fasting), of space (he lives in...
VIEW FROM INSIDE SCI (by Spinal Cord Injury patient Foster Hall): Posted on 02/19/2015 by Michael Gray As a former floor nurse, at the Albuquerque VA hospital -In 1974, there were units with as many as 50 patients and no SCI...
Just a Bad Day . . . Posted on 02/17/2015 by Michael Gray Last week, for no reason I can pin down, my usual positive feelings about life slipped away and the possibility of falling into a...
Morning Sketch, a poem by Ken McKeon Posted on 02/14/2015 by Michael Gray Grace never entered his mind as he stumbled down The early morning waking ways of this brightening town. Dogs came to his mind as...
Standing at the Bus Stop. Posted on 02/10/2015 by Michael Gray Many years ago when I was living and working in Montreal, I stepped into an alternate stream of time. As I always did on...