The Trembling Earth…

Frantz Cartright has family and friends in Port-au-Prince, Haiti. I asked him to please write this post. When the earth trembles… our confidence instantly vanishes and we immediately come to terms with the frailty of our existence.  I have had many such moments in California, in Indonesia and in Haiti. Why so much devastation in … Continue reading →

Loss. People, memory, things. Jack Gilbert

Walking in Lincoln Park, thinking about loss, and the people I love who are going through loss, I saw this little sign along the pathway in memory of a very special fish, Arturo. The child’s printed sign also asks, please do not remove. I remember poignant lines from Jack Gilbert’s poem. The Lost Hotels of … Continue reading →