an old writer and his words

  • ARIZONA IS A STATE OF MIND

    Looking out the window, Iam reasonably certain this isnot Arizona and it is not justthe palm trees that suggest it. Well, in part it is the palm trees,although they have some there,but here it is the variety of palmsand the limited number of lizards. We have the occasional gecko,and the iguanas have begunto arrive, though…

    Lou Faber

  • NO BIALYS TODAY

    No one looked up when the Buddhawalked into the deli and took a seatat the counter, “Pastrami on rye, andlean, with mustard on the side, and twoslices of full dill and a side of slaw.” As he sipped the Dr. Brown’s CreamSoda, the waitress smiled at him,asked, “Are those robes comfortable,winter isn’t all that far…

    Lou Faber

  • ABOVE IT ALL

    The cat likes nothing betterthan to sit atop the kitchen cabinetswithin easy reach of the ceiling. We thought at first it wasa place of safety, less to fearin a new home, new people. We know better now, for shegoes to high places, cabinetsbookcases, when the meditation bell rings., She’ll climb down afterthe ending bell rings,…

    Lou Faber

  • PERSPECTIVE

    It is always, the artist told me,a question of angles and elevations,but I am sure that was just his perspective. Dali threw all of that out, madea pretty good living at taking perspectiveout of his work, replaced by fluidity. For Dali that fluidity resultedin a fair bit of liquidity, which wasan irony not the least…

    Lou Faber

  • Seizei’s Poverty 無門關 十

    Sozan shoutedto no onein particular“You may yet havethe finest wine, butonly when youhave nothing willyou taste iton your tongue. A reflection on Case 10 of the Mumonkan (The Gateless Gate Koans)

    Lou Faber

  • REFUSE TO RECALL

    We have now forgotten whatit is like to take flight, to seek,to finally find a true freedomfrom an always grasping land. Once we did it out of necessity,lives incomplete, prisonerswho committed no crimesave those of thought and faith. Now we only claim to admirethose who seek what weonce did, watch them withmock awe, but deny…

    Lou Faber

  • HOUSING CRISIS

    I laid it outwith great care, insuredthat it comported bothwith my idea and sound engineering. I drew it witha draftsman’s pencil,measured each dimensionat least twice, visuallytested every joint. It ws the culminationof a lifetime of trying,my final success, afterwhich I would stop,there being no needto improve on almost perfection. Building it took time,but I completed…

    Lou Faber

  • WITHIN WITHOUT

    Today I pausedand had a conversationwith my mind, and found itremarkably enlightening.It wasn’t a terribly long talkfor I quickly ran out of things to sayand I would have swornit had heard them all beforeand anticipated me fully.In the end though,I did have one advantageand simply got upand walked awayand that caught itwholly by surprise.

    Lou Faber

  • WEAVING

    A length of threadcolorful to be surealone, easilyignored, sweptaside. Woveninto a tapestrypart of a picturetreasuredfor beauty, ordepicting horrorbut remembered. Countless threadscolorfulalonetogethertelling taleslockedin memory. First Published in New Feathers Anthology Spring 2021http://www.newfeathersanthology.com/new-feathers21.htm

    Lou Faber

  • TIMING

    I spend my daylooking at clocks, timealways present but neverknowing if they tellthe right time and whatdifference it would makeif it were right or wrong.Ostensibly time isn’t relativebut I cannot determine to whatit isn’t relative, so I just go alongwondering what time is.

    Lou Faber