by Warren Gaston | Sep 16, 2025
things expected to be new, are not yesterdays linger, unrelenting December seeps into January last day first week Janus looks both ways moves only one we bruise the future forgetting, what we remember to forget, the past does not pass it sneaks ...
by Warren Gaston | Feb 3, 2025
I. When a potter gives you a bowl for tea, thank the potter for the gift, but not the bowl. The gift is the occasion to practice gratitude. II. When holding the bowl do not be afraid to drop it, for it is nothing but dust formed of water and fire. When holding the...
by Warren Gaston | Jan 6, 2025
Typing hours I relax my hands arms dangling fingers spread beside the chair I feel the cat’s rough nose rubbed in my palm. How did she know, after hours of artifice, my hand needed animal attention?...
by Warren Gaston | Dec 27, 2024
Celebrating Paul Cezanne (1839-1906) Cezanne, out with his easel near Aix-en-Provence, painted gravity with a light brush, coaxing round density out of apples, the angular geometry of men playing cards, mountain massiveness against civilized sight. Sensation is our...
by Warren Gaston | Dec 25, 2024
It is blue. It is green, not pearl white, not golden, and infinitely brief. 2000
