I dreamt of a city too strange to be believed. A ship sailed through the sky, a flower docked on the shore, a lion with a mermaid’s tail guarded the bay. Mighty metal Super Trees rose above a garden and…
Today’s poem and photos come to you from a city cold and grey and drear – it’s winter here. But there’s Christmas cheer, and the Buddha, and Shinto shrines too. The lights that glow in the Christmas trees and the…
Sometimes a gift comes to you – unbidden – from God, the universe, or your local bookstore. A few months ago, I was chatting with Peter Taylor, a high school senior, at Parnassus. He was behind the counter, working part-time…