Issue 69 | The Sun Magazine

August 1981

Readers Write

Favorite Recipes

Homemade kahlua, Micronesian chicken (chicken kelaguen), apple sauce cake

By Our Readers
Quotations

Sunbeams

Somehow the realization that nothing was to be hoped for had a salutary effect upon me. For weeks and months, for years, in fact, all my life I had been looking forward to something happening, some extrinsic event that would alter my life, and now suddenly, inspired by the absolute hopelessness of everything, I felt relieved, as if a great burden had been lifted from my shoulders.

Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer

Essays, Memoirs, and True Stories

Do It. Expand!

Thaddeus Golas’ Enlightening Thoughts On . . . Enlightenment

Maintain the intention to be expanded.

By Thaddeus Golas
Essays, Memoirs, and True Stories

Two From The Outside, With Feeling

Then the coup de grace. Al Wood, driving, one on one against Sampson. Sampson leaps to block as Al Wood pumps, slides under the basket and drops in a reverse lay up. When consciousness returns, Al Wood has 39 points, the Heels win by 13, and however fate would play its dirty game, the world is turned right side up. Naked people dance on Franklin Street.

By Leonard Rogoff
Fiction

Impetus

They dragged him to a pit and cast him in and he was left there to watch dawn turn to dusk every day for 98 rounds of the earth’s turning, mentally circulating all possible excuses why nothing ever got done until finally all rationalization sickened him.

By Wayne Perras
Fiction

Three Stories

Harmal believed that the doorway to his house was a symbol of both birth and death, as those who walked into the house through the doorway were born into the world of Harmal’s house, while those who walked out were dead to that world.

By Thomas Wiloch
Fiction

Birdseye

We know something at the same time — we need to get out quick, Hal is already out, and Chuck is out on the other side, Anne and I are scrambling out, then we’re in the middle of the road in a little group, all looking at the illuminated bird. As the bird stands still in the air, I get an old ecstatic feeling of being overcome.

By Pat Ellis Taylor