Monthly Archives: June 2015


The Story-Teller

I am a teller of familiar tales.  I sit upon this jagged rock, high above the ancient story.  Who am I? The old virile man trudged up the mount, each step a sacrifice belaboured with a trust miscarried.  Time to time he laid his hand against the knife buckled to his side, each brush of fingers against the hilt, unwanted test of faith.  Anger at this fierce request.  Those year-torn promises, stars and sand, denied in this.  Each trudging step a heavy plod into the dark necessity of life.  A life, unmolded to desire, compressed instead to duty’s call.  Each […]

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