Robert W. Crawford

The mountaineers of Hitler’s 16th corpsstood on Mt. Elbrus and admired the view,confident that peace was near. Case Bluehad gone as planned. In one last blitz they’d tourthe storied Caspian—along its shore,the vital oil of Grozny and Baku.Russia would fall in 1942—the stronger race deserved . . . . Continue Reading »

The last few monks retreat in monasteries, the vigilant in town consult well-thumbed survival guides, and all the caged canaries left in the mines have recently . . . . Continue Reading »

It’s always been Reward the win, Ignore the sin. The conscience sleeps When money keeps Pouring in. . . . . Continue Reading »

An atom’s 99.9% nothing at all. The world’s an empty place. Its solid shapes are objects we invent to give a form to nuclei and space. But these constructions aren’t exactly fake” it hurts when, as a test, we kick a stone; electrons charge across the void and make illusions . . . . Continue Reading »

He walked with me around the grounds, expecting me to give away” by how I sighed at this, or shrugged at that”what I might spend, today , to buy a proper burial plot in his North Derry cemetery. We ended up out in the field where all the new graves were arranged in cul-de-sacs and . . . . Continue Reading »

This is a choice”it’s not atragedy” And we exist to help you get it done. Why make this harder than it has to be? Click through, review a wide variety Of products and advice. Please, have some fun! This is a choice and not a tragedy. Our pills? Organic, and they’re . . . . Continue Reading »

No intimations, fables, puppet shows; No need for parables: up there one sees Reality; good books stay on the shelf. But am I ready for this loss? God knows How often I prefer the memories Of love”those things like love”to love itself. . . . . Continue Reading »

The heavens hold more stars than earth has grains Of sand, and given time, each tiny sun Combined should make a world where starlight stains The sky bright white and dark would be undone. And yet the night remains. The dim stars gleam Their separate ways, and constellations drawn Connect their . . . . Continue Reading »