an old writer and his words

  • LOVER

    There is a moment just after the  lights are turned off, when the ticking of the clock on the nightstand is amplified, reverberating off the skylights, when the heat of your body is a blanket from which I never wish to emerge.

    Lou Faber

  • THE SEA

    Sitting on the shore, I asked the sea to tell me of life.  The sea said the sky             was a hungry suitor             always trying to devour her.  The sea said doves             no longer lived             atop the mountains.  The sea said men             embraced wars             because they feared love.  The sea…

    Lou Faber