So much still remains unwritten, unspoken, hidden from view.
I am sketching a tradition of gynocentric spirituality that is ripe with poets.
I wanted to be initiated into femininity as into a mystery cult.
Prophecy has always struck me as a profoundly male genre.
What matter floods into the future void?
Pay attention to the language—the magic of paronomasia, the resemblance of sounds.
We juggle delicately between the metaphorical and the real.
If you don’t know you’re on the Fool’s Journey, you’re on a fool’s errand. Recently I did a tarot reading …
I am a Jewish man trappedin the body of a Jewish man.—Charles Bernstein, “Unready, Unwilling, Unable”1 Let no man deceive …
God is infinite and contains all possibilities. What we see of God in the world, and what we see of …