I write because I can’t sleep.

Sometimes I can't get things off my mind and they keep me up at night. Here are some things I've wanted to stop thinking about....

Why I Stopped Forgiving People… and Maybe You Should, Too

By Paul Thomas Zenki

Forgiveness was turning me into a chump … Forgive and forget, right? I used to think that. I don’t anymore. Now look, I know I’m up against some real heavy hitters here when I say maybe you should stop forgiving people. After all, isn’t forgiveness a cornerstone of the major religions?

Why Science Should Take the Soul Seriously 

By Paul Thomas Zenki

Long relegated to the realms of religion, myth, and superstition, the soul is actually our most useful concept for a scientific approach to what it means to be a person …  In the spring of 2005, the Woodside Hospice in Pinnelas Park, Florida, became ground-zero of a national debate over life, death, human rights, and […]

Bottom Line

By Paul Thomas Zenki

Bottom Line by Pablo Neruda Translated by Paul Thomas Zenki I’m content with all the debts I’ve put on myself, in this life rounded up from odds and ends:

To a Foot, from Its Child — by Pablo Neruda

By Paul Thomas Zenki

To a Foot, from Its Child by Pablo Neruda Translated by Paul Thomas Zenki The child’s foot still doesn’t know it’s a foot, and it wants to be a butterfly or an apple.

The Turtle — by Pablo Neruda

By Paul Thomas Zenki

The Turtle by Pablo Neruda Translated by Paul Thomas Zenki The turtle who trod for such time and saw so much with her ancient eyes,

This Broken Bell — by Pablo Neruda

By Paul Thomas Zenki

This Broken Bell by Pablo Neruda Translated by Paul Thomas Zenki This broken bell wants to sing nonetheless: the metal is green now, the bell is the color of jungle, color of pools of water in the woods, color of the day in the leaves.

The Great Ocean — by Pablo Neruda

By Paul Thomas Zenki

The Great Ocean by Pablo Neruda Translated by Paul Thomas Zenki If your gifts and your destructions, Ocean, could bequeath to my hands one portion, one fruit, one ferment, I would choose your distant repose, your steel lines, your expanse sentried by the air and the night, and the energy of your white language that […]

The Art of Being Lost

By Paul Thomas Zenki

The cicadas are four years early. They were supposed to emerge from their underground burrows in 2021, but the seventeen-year cicadas — or some of them anyway — have gotten itchy and decided 2017 is close enough for rock and roll. Entomologists have no idea why this generation has decided to buck the system, but […]

Eclipse Dawn

By Paul Thomas Zenki

A short film of the final moments of totality during the full solar eclipse of August 2017, in front of a farmhouse near Clarkesville, GA.

Canal Convergence, Scottsdale, AZ, 2017

By Paul Thomas Zenki

Just some photos from a recent trip to Scottsdale, AZ, during the Canal Convergence art festival…