When mighty Beowulf took hold of Grendel with his bare hands, the demon proclaimed, “Nowhere on middle-earth, I realize, have … More
Over and across the rooftops, the fall leaves from proud trees stand, glimmering like gold in the softening sun. Feel … More
How I long again to feel my muscles stretch,
To look ahead for the ball I seek to fetch,
To the ribboned finish line that’s yet to break,
To the net that sleepily waits to be fast awake.
How dark and twisted paths does the river of time run! Who could guess that the roaring streams of paradise, … More