by Warren Gaston | Jul 11, 2021
A man and a bear wake up in the morning the same. But what comes out of the mouth, a grunt or a word? A word makes us human.
by Warren Gaston | Jul 6, 2021
I was wrong about what I thought was interesting to ants. It turns out they like classical literature. Some do. One ant, a friend of mine, has, in the last three days, walked through the first 13 chapters of Homer’s Odyssey and still wants more. I wonder what he...
by Warren Gaston | Jul 4, 2021
The master tosses the ball. The dog cannot help but bring it back. Plus, she is rewarded with treats for her exuberant joy. The master drives the car. The dog hangs her head out, ears flying. The master scratches under her flea collar. The dog wags her tail,...
by Warren Gaston | Jun 30, 2021
“The world will not be destroyed by those who do evil, but by those who watch them without doing anything.” Albert Einstein Today, once again, I had the opportunity to practice cowardice. Given all that I have been given, my Judeo-Christian heritage, the righteous...
by Warren Gaston | Jun 30, 2021
‘Eros has shaken my mind, wind sweeping down the mountain on oaks.’ Sappho Me too, sister Sappho, that disordering god, Eros, has roared down late mountains, his wind stormed my mind with black lightening, smashed reasonable oaks into sticks, uprooting strategies and...
by Warren Gaston | Jun 26, 2021
You are existentially sweet, not like the pear whose sweetness is essential, chemical, organic. You have reason to be otherwise. It is within your power to become a bitter fruit. But you are decisively sweet, repeatedly chosen and practiced, amicable day after live...
by Warren Gaston | Jun 24, 2021
My father went to Russia and came back with Russian gifts: babushka headscarves, black lacquered jewelry boxes, and nesting dolls that live inside each other like people do. He bought a Russian army captain’s cap and an olive drab coat big enough to hide dissenting...
by Warren Gaston | Jun 21, 2021
see: Jeremiah 20:9 I have not been caught committing crimes of omission they have gone unnoticed, therefore unreported. They were transgressions of silence, my mouth full of words needing to be said. but swallowed, not bitten by teeth into articulate sound....
by Warren Gaston | Jun 19, 2021
“There is a difference if we see something with a pencil in our hand or without one.” Paul Valery French poet (1871 – 1945) One summer afternoon in 1955, Denton, Montana, I walked down a wet sidewalk smelling of recent rain, to buy a pen and a notebook at Mr....
by Warren Gaston | Jun 16, 2021
Do you love me? If you have to ask, the answer ‘yes’ or ‘no’ mean the same thing. The Christ asked Peter who answered in the affirmative and look what happened. The Buddha did not ask. He didn’t care. With the Buddha it was all about practice. The Buddha asked his...
