I’ll be forgiven more than that when I’m forgotten.

- Beckett, First Love

The funeral under the sea.

Guest entry by James Walsh

Life is the little that is left over from dying.
- Walt Whitman

Little care I take

Nothing said and nothing sung
In the first days I am dead.

"Nobody ever comes back from a "missing" ship to tell how hard was the death of the craft, and how sudden and overwhelming the last anguish of her men. Nobody can say with what thoughts, with what regrets, with what words on their lips they died. But there is something fine in the sudden passing away of these hearts from the extremity of struggle and stress and tremendous uproar - from the vast, unrestful rage of the surface to the profound peace of the depths, sleeping untroubled since the beginning of ages."

Joseph Conrad, The Mirror of the Sea

blind pony beginnings

... a prelude

to our book
'To Die No More'

available here now

distributed US and worldwide
by D.A.P.
in spring of 2008.

h.p./k.m.