Poetry: Quicksand or Time

kneel into


as thick as


or time

as short as


this mind: fritz!

still soft



dreams of me

on the young


at dusk,


for night.

(c) Rob Goldstein 2014-2019


Happy Holidays to my Friends on WordPress – 2017

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays
to friends and followers of Art by Rob

Thank you for being here.

His Empty Grave Fills Lives, Rob Goldstein 2017

What I did on my Summer Vacation

  1. I gave myself permission to post only when I wanted to.
  2. I spent time with my partner, loving our love for each
  3. I studied the Constitution and early 20th Century History.
  4. I gave myself a break from the emotionally laden material I
    wrote in the 1980’s and 90’s.
  5. I accepted that my writing is only for me and that when I die my
    work will die with me. Greatness is not required; an idea beautifully
    affirmed on Sue Vincent’s fine blog.
  6. I accepted the challenge of being present for my niece to the best of
    my ability.  I now understand in some small way, the worries of
    parenting adult children.
  7. I bought a powerful new laptop and so far, I’ve learned four new image-processing programs.
  8. I redesigned Art by Rob Goldstein.
  9. I re-thought and rewrote the ‘about me’ section of Art by Rob Goldstein
  10. I learned the terrible and exceedingly dull mysteries of SEO.
  11. I restructured and simplified the Menu options at the top of the page.
  12. I wrote a posting schedule:I will post on Monday’s, Wednesdays, and Saturdays and will use
    the rest of he week to make content and catch up with the blogs
    I follow.The schedule remains subject to whim.
  13. I realized how lucky I am to be alive and creative.
  14. My partner and I celebrated our Silver Anniversary last week.
    Photograph of two men in San Francisco City hall
    25 Years together, October 2017

    25 years and I couldn’t love him more.

Rob Goldstein 2017


Brother Matthew’s Bible Story Mashups: The Story of Lot and Carlotta

There lived in the ancient City of Felare an old couple
named Lot and Carlotta.

Carlotta’s sincerest desire was a child but she was
past the age of childbearing.

One day, a group of maniacal tourists flew into town.

The men tore into Lot’s tent and demanded to

What could Lot do?

For it is written: women are property and the
old ones ain’t worth squat.

The tourists ‘knew’ Carlotta for three days and two nights.

Eight months later Carlotta was miraculously heavy with

“Lord!” Lot exclaimed, “I have sired a Son.

“Praise God” mumbled Carlotta.

Soon it was time for the census.

“We must make haste from Felare and travel to Bethlehem!” said Lot.

But lo! A star rose in the West, which did confuse Lot who went
north to Landica; avoiding a possible brush with fame.

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The Adoration of the Shepherds with Saint Catherine of Alexandria

The Adoration of the Shepherds with Saint Catherine of Alexandria
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Portrait of Brother Matthew (c) Rob Goldstein 2017 All Rights Reserved
The Story of Lot and Carlotta, (c) Rob Goldstein 2017 All Rights Reserved