26.05.2025 / This Is War by Larissa Babij
Thank you, friends, for writing to check in these past few days. It’s good to be reminded that you care. You’ve also helped me see that I should be the one to speak first if I don’t want Russia to speak for me. Read more →
23.02.2025 / As long as it takes by Larissa Babij.
I came back to Kyiv on February 12. After a month abroad, the first thing I noticed was how dirty the air was. Overnight russia had attacked Ukraine with 123 Shahed drones + 6 ballistic missiles. Missile fragments had fallen in several Kyiv neighborhoods and killed a person. Read more →
Perfection is:
A fine-wrought phrase
A caress of light and shadow
on a Sensuous Smile
A ridge of peaks
gilded by the Sun
A desert vista
painted by the Moon
An idea
that pierces convention
A melody
that charms the chalice of the Soul
A face
that illuminates your heart.
.
© Kazkar Babiy MCMLXXXIV Venice
when
prisms facet chameleons
where
mimes eulogize allegories of Abraxas
wharving
the Golden Fleece
wherrying
offerings to the burning cross
wailing
messiah clones worry Jerusalem’s Wall
wholly
perverted virgins garrote holy hordes
while
infinity betokes reality’s end and death carves
wonders
on the face of eternity.
© Kazkar Babiy MCMLXXVI Topanga
“The universe is a hologram and everything you can see – including this article and the device you are reading it on – is a mere projection” according to a model proposed by theoretical physicist Juan Maldacena in 1997 in which he theorized that gravity arises from infinitesimally thin, vibrating strings that could be reinterpreted in terms of well-established physics. Read more →
Ever see the musical “Newsies”? It’s a Disney Theatrical Productions stage musical based on the 1992 musical film Newsies, which in turn was inspired by the real-life Newsboys Strike of 1899 in New York City
Selling newspapers is one of the time-worn ways for an up and coming young entrepreneur to learn the ropes of the capitalist system; from canvasing your turf for new clients, to personalizing delivery services, to collecting on your accounts, to turning a small but tidy profit. Read more →
More than Fifty years ago I was “gifted” an opportunity to travel the length and breadth of the United States – literally from Portland Oregon to Portland Maine, and places in-between, in the company of two artists, then largely unknown outside their individual creative spheres; Irving Broughton, then a professor of Creative Writing at the University of Washington and publisher of a small literary quarterly and Frank Stanford, a poet from Arkansas whose early work had at that time recently been published by Irving’s Mill Mountain Press. This is one story of that journey.Read more →
August 18, 2017
When you actually contemplate the sputtering and incoherent mind of their admired leader – Donald Trump, it’s really no stretch of the imagination to understand why his supporters are almost universally unable to adhere to a logical and/or linear discussion, without randomly switching to Obama, Clinton, Benghazi, or any other irrelevant whataboutism that may pop into their over taxed minds.Read more →
Dark Places In Past Light
FIN de SIECLE
Two Thousand Eighteen was a year filled with both joy and sorrow; buoyed by success yet scarred by tragedy; suffused with hope but plagued by pessimism; our Future obfuscated by humanity’s obsession with personal gain often at the potential risk of species Omnicide. Read more →