by Warren Gaston | Dec 11, 2021
“You know the name you were given, you do not know the name that you have” ― Jose Saramago, All the Names Today I spent designing tomorrow. I want it to be a radiant solar day. At least I think that’s what I want. I’ll see. I set the time for the...
by Warren Gaston | Dec 6, 2021
We name the stages of our very human ages: Epochs. Eras. Periods. Phases. ਯੁੱਗ. The Stone Age. The Iron Age. The Ice Age. The Dark Ages. The Age of Enlightenment. The Middle Ages. How did they know? To locate time in the middle, you have to know two things: the...
by Warren Gaston | Dec 2, 2021
Yesterday, while driving, the car behind me honked. My offense: I stopped at a yellow light. I could have gone through, glimpsing up at the glimmer of red as I shot past the intersection on my way down the road. Chances are I would have safely made it, and the tailing...
by Warren Gaston | Nov 13, 2021
My 50 year-old friends are impolite. They discuss my life within earshot, as if I wasn’t there. Sooner or later, I won’t be. I’m happy to hear them rehearse my biography. I listen, a eulogy of sorts, the good, the bad, the ugly, characteristics, habits, hobbies,...
by Warren Gaston | Nov 3, 2021
You cannot be at home until you leave and return, having experienced the difference between away and back, You did not miss what the house lacked until the celebration of your homecoming when you felt the burden of what wasn’t there. . The eagle goes a long...
by Warren Gaston | Nov 1, 2021
“Tikun Olam”* The house is falling down. Let’s paint the walls. There are termites in the attic which explains water in the basement. The hinges on all doors are frozen halfway. Some think frozen open. Some think frozen shut. Let us redecorate with...
by Warren Gaston | Oct 27, 2021
Being dead is a huge inconvenience for everyone but the dead. Family, both miles-away-people and close-ups under the roof, experience a variety of griefs and unsettled grievances. Verbs decay from active to passive, tenses shift from present to past, pronouns from you...
by Warren Gaston | Oct 23, 2021
That’s what the steering wheel is for, amending the car/road relationship. The road is constant. The car is not. Weaving, veering, drifting, etc. For example, the car too close to the yellow line, or attempting a left-hand turn in traffic, or on a trip to the grocery...
by Warren Gaston | Oct 12, 2021
we are receivers receivers all receivers satellites (envying stars) zing through atmospheric windows distant scenes battering eyes ideational sounds...
by Warren Gaston | Oct 11, 2021
I live downstream from what I have made of my life. In the repose of age, I sit by the stream of memory and watch all that I have saved of my original self and all that I have lost of my original self float by.
