Category: Arrian

Arrias & His Muse: My Dancer

Author’s Note: This goes with sunset, not sunrise, but My Muse doesn’t seem to care what time it is… – Arrias My Dancer The sun was slowly setting, when she began to dance, Alone, on the pier, eyes closed, as if in a trance. Her arms up over her head, her hips slowly swayed, To […]

Arrias & His Muse: Best and Brightest

They want us all to know they are the smartest of all, The most perceptive and clever, and with powerful recall. They have at their fingertips a cornucopia of facts, And options to cover everything, no matter how Putin acts. They understand China even better than Master Xi, After all they went to some Ivy […]

Arrias: Putin’s Orientation

Russia has a long history of being invaded. Scythians, Huns, Mongols – the land has changed hands again and again and again. In large part that’s because it has so few obstacles. From the Urals to the plains of Eastern Europe there a number of large rivers, but all can be forded. To the west […]

Arrias & His Muse: Weather the Weather or A Howling in the Trees

Wind is howling in the trees, Gray sky above, clouds skid past, Rain showers move across the swamp, The dogs settle in for the coming blast. Weather comes and weather goes, Too warm, too cold too wet, too dry, Despite protests to the contrary, We really don’t know why. A new ice age approaches, A […]

Arrias & His Muse: Still

Barking, growling, running about, I guess it’s time to rise, Puppies playing in the dawn, I leave my dreams with several sighs. She was so close, I held her hand, We walked, we almost kissed, Almost kissed as we danced, Now gone, and she is missed. Walk the dogs, then feed them, Go about my […]

Arrias: Virginia, Denmark and Putin

A few weeks ago I was driving across New England, and found myself among some mountains. I hadn’t been on that particular road in a number of years and I was struck by how the once beautiful mountain scenery was now cluttered up with towering windmills, each several hundred feet high. It had snowed just […]

Arrias: Cold Morning…My Muse

Author’s Note: Brilliant crescent moon, and Venus popping up – it was 14 here… And there really was a lone owl hooting away… Perhaps that was my Muse…which somehow led to thoughts of being very warm, in tropic climes… – Arrias My Dream A brilliant crescent Moon, under a lapis sky, Venus rising in the […]

Arrias: Enemies and Oath-Breakers

Words have meaning. And we should mean what we say. And honor what we say we will do. And at the same time, we need to let others say what they mean. That can present a bit of a conundrum sometimes. Ronald Reagan used to tell the joke about the American and the Soviet talking […]

The Muse of Arrias: War Up On The Steppe

Another winter day, gray and cold, Much like any other, Yet things are stirring round the globe, Could a nation – or two – soon be smothered? Troop ships move, trains roll out, Heated words exchanged, Would be allies acquiesce, Might one leader be deranged? Could incompetence and senility Combine as we have seen before? […]

Arrias: Truth and Consequences

Consider the state of the world: Over the next several weeks President Putin of Russia is going to be granted some sort of substantive geopolitical concessions by the Ukraine government, or NATO, or both, or he will initiate some sort of combat operations and attempt to force the concessions, or he will be so politically […]