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Ode to Olivia
I’ll sign my pseudonym to your confession, echo expletives in overture, regretting the passing through birth canals, staging reenactments...
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Feb 18, 20231 min
Church Bells
The steeple bell from the Anglican church chimes every 15 minutes, doing a double at the bottom of the hour, and nothing short of a...
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Feb 17, 20231 min
The Child
Yes, yours was the most unusual of reasons, to avoid the city playgrounds, the parks where noisy children race amok. One of these little...
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Feb 17, 20231 min
The Blues
got to pay your dues if you want to sing the blues –Ringo Starr I’m melancholy enough to sing the blues. There’s surely no shortage of...
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Feb 17, 20231 min
Omnipotence
I, more stolidly, tend to suspect that God is a novelist — a garrulous and deeply unwholesome one too. – Martin Amis As a novelist, you...
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Feb 17, 20231 min
Saturday
The backyard birds have competition. I came here to hear them, their morning melody, rousing like a symphony with a wind-blown branch as...
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Feb 16, 20231 min
Penny-Farthing
You sense I'm not impressed with your selection. It's antique, you say and British at that. I will not be seen on such a bicycle as...
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Feb 15, 20231 min
The Lesser Light
“Then God made two great lights: the greater light to rule the day, and the lesser light to rule the night” — Genesis 1:16 No one writes...
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Feb 15, 20231 min
State Flower of Arkansas
It’s in the vase you placed in the hall, after the night we heard the twang, the song that played unexpectedly to our impromptu bare...
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Feb 15, 20231 min
Goderich
The stones amid the rocks form a pattern we promptly discern—Inuksuk, conveying human without a visage, from meticulous, Inuit hands: a...
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Feb 15, 20231 min
The Way in Which I Prefer My Demise:
by drowning in the Pacific, not because it’s pleasant, (like dying in my sleep during some subconscious, midnight reverie), this...
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Feb 14, 20231 min
Priscilla, Asleep
I’ve noticed, whenever you roll to your side, you take much of the blanket with you, my legs and feet bereft, left bare but ready to...
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Feb 14, 20231 min
The Carnation
The carnation I left you was given with much pondering – not as romantic, they’ll say, as its more beloved, historic rival, the rose; not...
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Feb 14, 20231 min
Marooning the Muse
We sat at the beach together but I didn’t write a thing. I looked to the horizon and its meeting of sky and sea and the cerulean they...
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Feb 14, 20231 min
Osmosis
The way our cat sleeps on books makes us think of osmosis, her head reposed on the cover’s title, her paw outstretched over the author’s...
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Feb 14, 20231 min
Third Trimester
The Beatles are on Sullivan and I’m about to be born. There is no correlation other than my mother is watching them on television, and...
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Feb 13, 20231 min
The Ellipsis . . .
teases amid the white, leaving us to guess what's been omitted, cherry- picking its many biases, filtering out the disparaging in every...
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Feb 13, 20231 min
Another Hallmark Moment
On Valentine’s, I didn’t think of hearts but of shamrocks, of St. Patrick, the lush and kelly greens of the Irish, the luck that clovers...
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Feb 13, 20231 min
Aardvark
And there he is again, on the very first page of every Merriam-Webster, the top of the list of Animalia, the Everest of his kind; Aaron,...
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Feb 12, 20231 min
Cassiopeia
On our anniversary, we spend the evening gazing at the stars yet not as lovers do, making wishes on ones that fall, but imagining instead...
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