The Foggy Eye

  “One: The Plight of the Individual in Modern Societies” Instead of a society of responsible individuals, we have the State. “Two: Religion...

Ecstasy and Terror , by Daniel Mendelsohn Meister Eckhart: Selections form His Essential Writings , edited by Emilie Griffin The Surrender ,...

In 2024, as in 2023, I was happy to let the literary enthusiasms of others become my own. So a continued emphasis on contemporary French lit...

The New York Times recently featured an article counting down the 100 best best books of the century so far . They generated this list by s...

Resuming an interrupted tradition: the year's highlights, listed alphabetically, by author. With a pride of place given to 2023's re...

She's at his window, smoking. Her hair up. Wearing a simple dress, green, tight-fitting, showing a figure that would be the envy of many...

Together we came to the edge of the city, walked its streets, its avenues, carrying in our different ways the flame of life. We were learnin...

A few days after she left I ordered a tree planted in the barren space in front of my stoop. The city soon put there what its tag called a ...

Time a blur but let's call it A couple weeks after you left A n orthern m ockingbird took up residence Outside t he window where you use...

Sitting again with you at the Django, waiting for Lucy and Grant to take the stage – our doppelgänger couple – you (as from Day One the one ...

Sitting on the stoop last night around midnight, a warm night, or it had been, the wind now starting to blow, and a white BMW parked in fron...

You take my hand, lead me To the bedroom, and soon We are covered in blood.   Showering later you say Something kind about my face And I thi...

A couple of days ago – Valentine's Day – walking east on 123rd I passed a man on the phone with his daughter. He had her on speaker, or ...

1) Watch The Bachelor , obviously. After finishing our Blue Apron (having argued again about how long to cook the chicken). You secretly fil...