I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees

The Redemption of Robert Johnson? I Went to the Crossroad: The Redemption of Robert Johnson? I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. Asked the lord above ‘Have mercy, save poor Bob, if you please’ — Robert Johnson The Faustian myth regarding fabled bluesman […]

Sunset Over Moon Lake

Evening of Delta Delight A sunset over Moon Lake never fails to remind us how thankful we are for simple beauty unparalleled. Today was no exception. The light was mystical, drawing the Magical one to water’s edge…add “Shakin’ in the Cradle” by the intuitive Eric Tingstad, and what ya got here folks is Delta Delight, and for this we give […]

The Sharecropper Family – by Guest Bohemian Jaby Denton

Photograph cuts Mississippi Delta cotton farmer to the core By Guest Bohemian Jaby Denton In 2011, while digging through a box full of vintage photographs found on the dusty shelves in the primitive office of the Quitman County Democrat, I came across a photograph that cut me to my core. The expressions of grief and […]

Delta Design

Evidence Surrounds Us By POOR WILLIAM “But ask the animals, and they will teach you, or the birds in the sky, and they will tell you; or speak to the earth, and it will teach you, or let the fish in the sea inform you. Which of all these does not know that the hand […]

Mornings with Tolstoy – Day Thirteen

Judgment, Intentions and Actions By WILLIAM PRENTISS “Judge not that ye be not judged. For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged: and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again.” — Matthew 7:1-2 I often heard in childhood that we are prone to judge others by their actions but […]

Mornings with Tolstoy – Day Nine

Conscience, God, Others, and Self By WILLIAM PRENTISS Prior to being in a suspended state due to a brutal attack, I thought I possessed a highly developed, acute conscience. Now I lie here, day after day, frozen, conscience growing richer—more aware—possessing tenderness not evidenced prior to my unexpected change in circumstances. I cannot communicate with others, […]

Mornings with Tolstoy – Day Eight

Religion and Intellect By WILLIAM PRENTISS “Real religion cannot be opposed to intellect.” — Leo Tolstoy A perennial question plaguing thinkers, believers and thinking believers concerns the relationship of faith, reason and intellect. Does faith in the unseen require blind trust, or can it be predicated on things understood in the natural? Are faith, reason, […]

Mornings with Tolstoy – Day Seven

Empathy, Compassion and the Root of Both By WILLIAM PRENTISS I lie here only able to hear, and that unknown to others, thinking about empathy and compassion, wondering about the root of both. What compels us to feel the plight of others, to desire to alleviate their suffering? What is the source of empathy and […]

Mornings with Tolstoy – Day Six

Limitations of Pride and Selfishness By WILLIAM PRENTISS Hours on end, thinking yet not seeing, hearing but not feeling, feeling but never expressing, this is my wakened state, unknown to none but me, and God of course, and maybe my sister. Sis read again from Tolstoy. She assumes I can hear but she doesn’t know for […]

Mornings with Tolstoy – Day Five

Fettered by Dysfunction By WILLIAM PRENTISS My mind is a merciless jailor, more so than my motionless frame. I haven’t moved a leg, limb or eyelash for two years; my thoughts hold more of me hostage than does my inert body. 

Mornings with Tolstoy – Day Four: Pilgrims

My soul continues its journey By WILLIAM PRENTISS I had already begun contemplating death prior to my present state. When younger, healthy and virtually free of scars and the tissue that remains, death was something far into an unknown, never-to-be-reached future. Death was an occasional thought, sadly affecting others. At some point in my early forties, […]

Mornings with Tolstoy – The Beginning

A DELTA SHORT By WILLIAM PRENTISS Clarksdale, Mississippi He is God. Why didn’t He protect me? I blamed Him. It wasn’t His fault. Life ain’t fair. That’s that. No more pleas for them to hear. They can’t. Two years, and only Sis hears. Well, she really doesn’t hear. I talk to God about it. Guess […]