Last Call Forever, Maybe - The Small Bow

The light shines into the act of life for only the briefest moment—perhaps only a matter of seconds. Once it is gone and one has failed to grasp its offered revelation, there is no second chance. One may have to live the rest of one’s life in hopeless depths of loneliness and remorse. In that twilight world, one can no longer look forward to anythi

This haiku is a deep reflection on the truth of reality, which is by nature transient and fleeting. When we are unable to accept this truth we become distressed. However, recognition of this truth could at least bring a sense of poignancy to all of us human beings, who inevitably experience and witness it. There is even an aesthetic of this recogni

In her report on Torajan death practices, National Geographic author Amanda Bennett writes, “[T]he death of the body isn’t the abrupt, final severing event of the West. Instead, death is just one step in a long, gradually unfolding process.”