Author Archives: Arlan

Nothing Left to Say

No Words Dark and dark toward the bottom of the deep Dark and deep and silent; what word could make Better? Only silence answers music. Forbid a further word, spoken to abyss, To give life to death again. Rest in peace and Silence. O word of life, listen to the silence of your lambs! Sheol shall not praise you! Sorrow Read More


Heat and Temper

It has been a potent summer. I remember years ago when I left home. I had come home for the weekend and it was time to leave, time to Return but not to Home. I nearly cried on my way out the door. Nothing awful was happening then; only to return yourself to your place of storage is a dreadful Read More


An Eruption

I vented on some topics that have been bothering me. It got all over someone else’s blog.


Not in Words

Have you ever been angry with someone and held the grudge long enough so that when at last you were reconciled you were ashamed of your stubborness and grateful for forgiveness and, above all, relieved? These songs appear in an album released in 1993; Annie Herring’s All That I Am. I haven’t had it the whole time, but it’s been Read More