Comments on: Robert Haydon Jones and Matthew Levine

By: Charles DeFanti

Charles DeFanti — Wed, 25 Jul 2012 00:46:02 +0000

“Roamin’ in the Gloamin'” — Harry Lauder’s old song — comes to mind as a counterpoint to this elegiac beauty.

By: paul zalon

paul zalon — Tue, 24 Jul 2012 20:38:36 +0000

Beautiful story, beautiful painting. Going to keep working on putting things into the box and remember that each day is a gift. Mr Jones is right; it’s much harder to look at what’s in there. Why is that?

By: Emma

Emma — Sat, 16 Jun 2012 20:36:50 +0000

Beautiful and sanguine, I love it! There is much depth and action in this, while at the same time holding the stillness of retrospection.

By: Jack Orth

Jack Orth — Sat, 07 Apr 2012 15:40:11 +0000

Thanks RHJ–I haven’t thought of my “Box” in years, and wish I still had it. When getting home in 1953 from The Marine Corps my parents had moved to a smaller house & my Box got lost in the shuffle–no ones fault, but it was gone. How I’d love to have my corn cob pipe that got a lot of use in the early 40’s–smoking corn silk–tea–& even ground up pine needles. Oh how I’d like to take a drag from that pipe of pine needles again! Kids don’t have boxes anymore–everything is in their computer–poor kids. Thanks Robert! You made my day.—Jack

By: Quentin

Quentin — Fri, 06 Apr 2012 15:10:16 +0000

What a lovely story. I especially liked the salt water drying on his skin in white crusts. Very sweet and sad…

By: malachy

malachy — Tue, 03 Apr 2012 19:05:38 +0000

Just a quiet step into eternity and he is smiling forever.A caressing story

By: Ed Lambertson

Ed Lambertson — Thu, 22 Mar 2012 16:12:55 +0000

Really a story within a story,,,,,,so lyrical,poetic and touching that is skips right past one’s intellect and splashes all over the emotions. A Beauty!

By: Kate

Kate — Tue, 13 Mar 2012 20:33:15 +0000

Nicely written story. Makes you realize how vulnerable we all are, how quickly life passes by, making us grateful for each days gloaming.Grateful for Hospice care too.

By: Dave Monroe

Dave Monroe — Sun, 11 Mar 2012 23:45:01 +0000

A powerful story. The main character seems very accepting of the fading of light, the passing of his life into darkness. The glomming gives an almost peace to inevitable. Nicely done, nice painting, too.

By: John H. Tucker

John H. Tucker — Fri, 09 Mar 2012 23:57:18 +0000

I’ve never thought about how the sun might “drag” its own beams with it till the entire world goes dark. What a poignant verb.