Recovered from the Wayback Machine. Not wanting to embarrass him, but how extraordinary, how uncanny that Jonathon posts a photo of Audrey Hepburn at his site, when I was thinking about her yesterday as I walked past ponds, surface water unrippled by winds or the movement of fish; smooth as glass, and as reflective as mirrors. A few […]
Author: Shelley Powers
Real Stuff
I wanted to point out to you an effort that Marius Coomans is undertaking and chronicling at Renaissance Web: I am about to implement weblogs in a corporate environment and I thought it might be interested to track implementation and progress “live” to this list. I hope this will be a two way effort with comments […]
Real Stuff
I wanted to point out to you an effort that Marius Coomans is undertaking and chronicling at Renaissance Web: I am about to implement weblogs in a corporate environment and I thought it might be interested to track implementation and progress “live” to this list. I hope this will be a two way effort with comments […]
Mirror
I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions. Whatever I see I swallow immediately Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike. I am not cruel, only truthful — The eye of a little god, four-cornered. Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall. It is pink, with speckles. I have […]
The big one is winning
…but I’m rooting for the little guy, myself.
