dennis scharnberg

Skepticism eludes skepticism.

Amanda Willcoxen, ed.,  The Literary and Philosophical Fragments of Gregory Sallust.

Logic:  a microaggression.

Callista Ralph,  Alphabet Soup.

It was the early nineteenth century that brought forth the notion of expression.  And so began the hideous flood in which we have been treading water ever since.

Seth Palingroom,  The Philosophies of Cultural Exhaustion.

Who “doesn’t care” the most?  That seems to be the question.

Trent Bendix,  Grieving for Margaret.

The human psyche simply must behave in this way.  Don’t you think?  Rather like a steam engine?

Alice Trinculo,  Speaking to Sparrows.

“I asked him whose influence he had resisted.  That gave our author quite a start.”

Trent Bendix,  The Dejected Bird.

The Web not only invites and enables, it almost pressures people into expressing themselves.

Roger Hedgecook,  Stolen and Sold for Parts.

Let’s not blame the liar.  Perhaps she needed to lie.

Giles Coxe-Coburn,  Belief in Insects.

There are moments within these harmonies that offer a glimpse—strictly transient—into a deep clarity.  A clarity that is accessible in no other way.

Thomas Metterling,  Johannes Ockeghem and His Age.

“If one embraces modernism—say James Joyce or Mondrian—one is elevating oneself.”  Absolutely not, sir!  Any elevation is pure illusion.  Modernism is a plunge.

Hill Boothby,  Essays on Disappointment Management.