Vertical thought likes to imagine the vast distances between the stars.

A lazy part of us is like a tumbleweed. It doesn’t move on its own. Sometimes it takes A lot of Depression to get tumbleweeds moving.

Reclaiming the sacred in our lives naturally brings us close once more to the wellsprings of poetry.

When a father, absent during the day, returns home at six, his children receive only his temperament, not his teaching.

I have daughters and I have sons./When one of them lays a hand/On my shoulder, shining fish/Turn suddenly in the deep sea.

Male initiation does not move toward machoism; on the contrary, it moves toward achieving a cultivated heart before we die.

One out of three black men are in the criminal justice system in some form. Their despair is beginning to resonate through the entire culture; that is why suburban children want rap music.