The powerless feel invisible.
A ghostly cipher jigs and shimmies, sending up flares, announcing
the Annunciation.
The powerful seek invisibility.
A malevolent cloud overhangs and shrouds, secreted in cracks, hidden
from the light.
We evaporate and expectorate and obviate.
No one sees everything.
Hope RekindledThis past week has given us more hope for our diseased republic than any other time in 50+ years of paying attention. Observing and participating in a long-overdue peaceful uprising, occupying the streets, feeling the righteous energy of people of all ages, colors, faiths, and wealth (or lack thereof), has…
The French filmmaker and environmentalist Yann Arthus-Bertrand, 76, has made his valedictory statement. The ravishing documentary Legacy, now streaming, is a visual and aural love letter to our planet, the creatures that inhabit it, and the ones (us) who are destroying it. Employing languid footage shot from a hot-air balloon, as he did in his...
