Fading midwinter light meets shifting strands of deathly hues
And the last cries of the day melt into a blurring vision
'Twas but a confrontation common to the daily grind, The kind of exchange that runs through you and floats away...
Enchanted, mystic lament stirs me from slumber,
Vanishing dreams of sweet success with abrupt reproach.
Perhaps one of the most surprising turn of events since George Bush's re'election in 2004 has been ...
A doctrine, a constitution, a High Court Bench, a government and a people.
In last month's issue of The Cud I submitted a piece which reflected on the economics of love.
Picture a long room, wide enough and framed on each side by a wall of windows blocked with steel bars...
Hoop Dreams (1994)
People always say to me, ...when you get to the NBA, don't forget about me.... Well, I should've said back, ...if I don't make it to the NBA, don't you forget about me....
