Tag Archives: John Hiatt

God’s Golden Eyes

  March 22, 2018   Dear Jim, I was awake long before you would have hoped for me.  It snowed yet again, though a far less fearsome Nor’easter than this month’s past three.  This morning I was in one of … Continue reading

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Purple Chimes and Valentines

“Sweet as” was in the glossary I picked up from fellow travelers during my recent adventure. It’s a New Zealand term of assurance: all is well, “no worries” (a phrase that now hits my ear as  well-meaning  but oxymoronic, a double-negative … Continue reading

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The Light You Do Not See

At 4:30 a.m. the waterfront view is fully saturated one day and colorless mist the next. The best hints I gather from my starting vantage point a few blocks away lie in the light: usually a patch of shimmering silvery-slate … Continue reading

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Like a Burning Spear

It’s about 1:30 a.m. and I’m thirteen hours into a ten-hour trip in the dog days of August. I’m alone in the baby blue mom van, lost off a highway, pulled over in a dingy industrial park somewhere in Connecticut–either … Continue reading

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