sailing in search of an endless sunrise
*A True Sailboat Haunting Told in Multiple Splashes* Part IV- Pop-Eyed & Pale " 'Ghost,' she said sharply, 'who be you the ghost of? For I have heard of nary death close by.' But there was no answer, only the ragged dancing in the wind.”– Eudora Welty, A Worn Path I musta’ lived a thousand lives …
*A True Sailboat Haunting Told in Multiple Splashes* Part III- Flights & Drops “I remember the whole beginning as a succession of flights and drops, a little seesaw of the right throbs and the wrong.” – Henry James, The Turn of the Screw The night shriveled and the stars sank into the sea. My blood …
*A True Sailboat Haunting Told in Multiple Splashes* PART II – Dust & Rainbows “No, no—there are depths, depths! The more I go over it, the more I see in it, and the more I see in it, the more I fear. I don’t know what I don’t see—what I don’t fear!”-Henry James, The Turn …
*A Sailboat Haunting Told in Multiple Splashes* PART I – Roses & Aliens “How readily our thoughts swarm upon a new object, lifting it a little way, as ants carry a blade of straw so feverishly, and then leave it.” -Virginia Woolf, The Mark on the Wall When I first bought Juniper, strange things started …
Hi Sunshine, I am sorry that there are so many moons between each letter I write to you these days. There are lots of things I want to tell you about Tahiti. All the whales I have seen, the lovely people I have met, the grottos, the many myths about eels, traditional net fishing, Mato, …
The day is hot. With no promise of rain. A flower is born and a flower falls on every block. A teenage couple is lovesick in the shade. I watch them like a fountain. They are crabs eating each other without fear. Hiding from the flat shape of the sun and kissing until they are …
I often get the feeling that I’ve left something behind. Like that pieces of me the size of sand are scattered somewhere. Or the feeling that I’m floating in a different place than the place on earth that my body exists in. Or the feeling that a voice is going to call out from the …
Megayachts and manta rays float around the marina all day. The rays look like super heroes with their diamond shaped wing-tipped capes. Some call them “devil fish,” but I think they’re vigilantes. And when we’re not looking the rays fly out of water, turn into giant black birds, and haunt the people on the megayachts- …
I like Tahiti. Even though I haven’t found its honey holes. Even though I have not seen much beyond it’s ship chandleries. Even though it’s impossible to find any boat parts in stock at said chandleries. Even though there is nothing at my fingertips here, except for low lying fruit. But it doesn’t matter. A …
As we got closer to Tahiti the land changed from grey to green. And we could see rock formations rising up from the middle of the mountains like castles made of sand. Josh saw them as a crown and Sava saw them as a shaka. The mountains here do wear crowns. Crowns made of clouds. …
