Everlasting peace

In the days to come

the mountains of the Temple of Yahweh

shall tower above the mountains

and be lifted higher than the hills.

All nations will stream to it,

peoples without number will come to it; and they will say:

‘Come, let us go up to the mountain of Yahweh,

to the temple of the God of Jacob

that he may teach us his ways

so that we may walk in his paths;

since the Law will go out from Zion,

and the oracle of Yahweh from Jerusalem’.

He will wield authority over the nations

and adjudicate between many peoples;

these will hammer their swords into ploughshares,

their spears into sickles.

Nation will not lift sword against nation,

there will be no more training for war.

O House of Jacob, come,

let us walk in the light of Yahweh.

-Isaiah 2:2-5, Jerusalem Bible

Catching up

Looking back at the people I’ve interviewed in older articles I have written makes me wonder where are they now? Where are they now is a question that publishers seem to like asking about well-known or once well-known people. It gauges a lot of interest and speculation among readers. It’s appears to be a natural thing to ask–how are you? Readers want to know. I’m curious about where people are at, when I had talked to them twenty-odd years ago. Some die, some move on to something else, and some are keeping on going with what they have been doing, while some things change here or there, some quite remarkably and significantly. Catching up satisfies my curiosity about people I had been in touch with. And it’s always interesting to see what’s happened to celebrities and movie stars as they move on. There’s something about the march of life that makes catching up and finding out stuff about people utterly compelling.


In dry pocket there’s a moldy wallet,
Reeked cents more than flash trouser legs.
Stretched out his legs in the backseat row,
Skimped the poor box, couldn’t give another cent,
Stretching out his hands, with tears streaming down, to receive the wooden box, littered with empty shells and coins
All thoughts and songs.

The last word on it

Yesterday I wanted to try something different, in terms of submitting to a publisher, who has accepted two, but also rejected quite a few other submissions of mine. But I recalled today that the publisher had told me a little while ago that they wanted submissions based on the harder passages. Only those passages. Let me keep on going with that then…