Circling Crows

Last Friday, April 30th, I hung up with my last patient of the day and ran down the stairs from my home office to hug my daughter for the fi...

Before I pick up where I left off with this instrument, I need to revisit what to call it:  in going through some old notes, I saw that my i...

Saturday, March 14th, 2020 was the last day I worked in my office and I mark it as the beginning of quarantine/isolation for my family and m...

Find the cost of freedom, buried in the ground, Mother Earth will swallow you, Lay your body down. -- Stephen Stills, from " Find the C...

In the early hours of New Year's Day 2011, the thought having been nagging me for some weeks, I passed my insomnic hours while visiting ...

Fresh snow lights the night The city precipitates An ochre false dawn 

In constructing an instrument, one must choose some starting point to which the rest of the body is oriented, or registered.  For the vionol...