If I Were a Kite
“In the wind, the kite was lean-looking — colored paper stretched tightly over a cross-shaped frame, like flesh stretched over a skinny man’s ribs.”
“In the wind, the kite was lean-looking — colored paper stretched tightly over a cross-shaped frame, like flesh stretched over a skinny man’s ribs.”
Would any brave literary sea captain possessed by the ocean change course because of a foretold storm? Perhaps they consider, but they seldom do. The legendary ones never flee, whether nobly or tragically. That wouldn’t be brave — or poetic.
“The fact is, trash — especially plastic bags — have a real-world impact on wildlife, as the featured photograph shows.”
“We will likely be unable to stop littering entirely, but behavior modification best starts at a grass-roots level – an emotional level.”
“I sit quietly in this ghostly place inhabited by ancient people. It seems obvious that time continues to march on, whether we’re ready or not.”
“In the end, walking on a pier must be what it feels like walking on water. At least it’s as close as we can get to that Messiah-like feeling. “
“When I see them in the road, I pull over and gently lift them from the sides and move them off the road in the exact direction they were initially traveling. “
“I have an idea. If it’s a good one, I hope you sort of adopt it as your own.”