Traipse

To walk or tramp about; to gad, wander. < Old French - trapasser (to trespass).

Death

Northern Afghanistan: Warlord Embraces in Silk Road Country*

Jan 20, 2024
Travels in epic Silk Road country come with hazards even in the best of times. Dan Terry, a life-long friend and humanitarian, hopelessly besotted by the beauty of Central Asia, moved with his family to northern Afghanistan during civil war: wild country, wild times. Crossing Balkh province solo one day, his jeep marked by a […]

Northern Afghanistan: Warlord Embraces in Silk Road Country*

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Travels in epic Silk Road country come with hazards even in the best of times. Dan Terry, a life-long friend and humanitarian, hopelessly besotted by the beauty of Central Asia, moved with his family to northern Afghanistan during civil war: wild country, wild times. Crossing Balkh province solo one day, his jeep marked by a […]

Written by Jonathan Larson

Cemetery Poetry – 3: Laying To Rest A Shade And Its Transport

Oct 14, 2022
The care of burial grounds is not everyone’s cup of cardamom tea.  There are, after all, those stories about resident wraiths in midnight gloom.  About skullduggery, bad juju and unrelieved, tortured lives.  About white-knuckle secrets taken in silence to the bitter end.  This is ground awash with tears, sewn with regrets enough to make even […]

Cemetery Poetry – 3: Laying To Rest A Shade And Its Transport

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The care of burial grounds is not everyone’s cup of cardamom tea.  There are, after all, those stories about resident wraiths in midnight gloom.  About skullduggery, bad juju and unrelieved, tortured lives.  About white-knuckle secrets taken in silence to the bitter end.  This is ground awash with tears, sewn with regrets enough to make even […]

Written by Jonathan Larson

Cemetery Poetry (2):  Hunger for a ‘Vaya con Dios’

Sep 11, 2022
We were standing in the street loading last bundles for a road trip when our good neighbor, Patrick, ambled over to bid us a ‘Vaya con dios’.  But before bestowing his godspeed he offered an aside.  It is these casual asides that turn out to be treasures of insight. He had been to a memorial […]

Cemetery Poetry (2):  Hunger for a ‘Vaya con Dios’

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We were standing in the street loading last bundles for a road trip when our good neighbor, Patrick, ambled over to bid us a ‘Vaya con dios’.  But before bestowing his godspeed he offered an aside.  It is these casual asides that turn out to be treasures of insight. He had been to a memorial […]

Written by Jonathan Larson

Cemetery Poetry: The Place Where They Sleep

Aug 27, 2022
You can’t traipse very long on this mortal coil before encountering end-of-life truths.  A friend in Atlanta, in the Delta Airlines master operations room on 9-11, tells with restrained panache her version of such an encounter.  Driving blithely about town one day, she came to a familiar intersection marked by a traffic light (robot).  Since […]

Cemetery Poetry: The Place Where They Sleep

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You can’t traipse very long on this mortal coil before encountering end-of-life truths.  A friend in Atlanta, in the Delta Airlines master operations room on 9-11, tells with restrained panache her version of such an encounter.  Driving blithely about town one day, she came to a familiar intersection marked by a traffic light (robot).  Since […]

Written by Jonathan Larson

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