Category: Musings of a dissolute fox

It has been a while since we were enamoured with fresh Sage produce. And now the wait seems over, with a new album to appear in the market…

I know so little about Mr Atlas, and was only alerted to his existence and poetry due to a long overdue peek at what the Rhymesayers tribe are…

I have always thought and felt that the eyes are far more than a normal sensing organic tool. They have the soul in them, not just behind them,…

  Alexandre Dumas – The Count of Monte CristoI know a book is of special value when I reach the 700th page, see behind my right thumb a…

Jess and I go back a long way…She is already familiar with my wierdness, and seems not just okay with it, but often, to enjoy it. Ever since…

We are all going to die. there are no two ways about that. so where does that leave us????? follow your instincts, is my best advice. but many…

I have so many beginnings of wonderful lines to write, but something is stopping me. The brightest light of suspicion falls upon a lack of connected enough loved…

I don’t wish to merely survive…i need to thrive…to make my mark, for good or ill. to seek out the dreamers, the believers, the righteous. They are those,…

I first read Manfredi’s work a decade ago, when for my 22nd birthday, a close friend of mine, Mario…the ex-gangster of Naples, philosopher, sage, hedonist, traveler, world class…

these people, they don’t know me, for what i truly am… for i have relented, aquiesced, to walking a line, to talking in time, to a set of…