Author: Jon Mychal

  • Re-emergence — PT 2

    Tonight I ran an errand which took me through forested decades, shimmering incandescence, and long shadows possessing their own personal nicknames. Not surprisingly, the ‘thought mill’ shifted in to high productivity, and I sat down in the textured night, so as to bask in the yield: In the post that precedes this — ‘Re-emergence —…

  • Re-emergence — PT.1

    Fall has finally descended upon an old and familiar set; a place I’ve spent many years acting on — and then re-enacting — creative impulses… which have often ‘arrived’ via meridians of (sometimes painful) introspection. The ‘set’ to which I refer is my parent’s home — the house I grew up in. The house I…

  • Tonight…

    Tonight – once again — there’s a remembrance of your essence; ‘February Stars’ in July – this time 2010… No sympathetic female audience, however, so perhaps it’s more vital…? (An aside: My dear RO — the word that was missing is ‘ATAVAN’… strange how I forgot it, as – coupled with white rum – it…

  • “I’ll have a large coke — no ice…”

    … a statement we’ve all heard at some point across this fat and spoiled continent, most likely in a fast food joint. This past weekend, while out for brunch (see “Stuff white people like” www.stuffwhitepeoplelike.com), ‘Mother Nature’ /aka Gaia /aka ‘The Goddess’TM, etc. came calling, and off to the ‘lieu’ we went (I know how…

  • Movement and Shift

      (June 16 2010) Staring out the window at the tonal sky, glass in hand… Waiting for that wrinkle to once again manifest; A pinching of senses; funneled through a thick-glassed bottom; Modern nostalgia loops behind me, While the wind whistles through the joint and tousles the curtains… Too bright yet to fire up the…