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Omnipotence
I, more stolidly, tend to suspect that God is a novelist — a garrulous and deeply unwholesome one too. – Martin...

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Feb 17, 20231 min read


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 17, 20231 min read


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 16, 20231 min read


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 read


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 15, 20231 min read


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 read


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 read


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 read


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 read


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 14, 20231 min read


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 read


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 read


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 13, 20231 min read


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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Feb 12, 20231 min read


The West Coast of Somewhere
As a boy, I saw only sand and sea and stones I pitched with a splash beneath the shifting animal clouds that I envisioned. As a single...

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Feb 12, 20231 min read


Upon Our Awakening
Upon our awakening, you ask why men want sex first thing in the morning. It was merely a kiss on your arm. You read a tad too much into...

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Feb 12, 20231 min read


Hildegaard’s Tomb
I offered to go with you, to the mausoleum, thinking you'd said "museum," believing we'd gaze at vases and cracking busts made by the...

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Feb 12, 20231 min read


Lionel
lays down tracks like he did when he was a kid, predating The Neighborhood of Make Believe— he was already in college by then, getting...

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Feb 11, 20231 min read


Haight-Ashbury
The temperature in our apartment is always moderate, 20 Celsius, or as our friends in San Francisco call it, 68, never too frigid,...

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Feb 11, 20231 min read


Coda III
That page at the end of my notebook, the one that is blank, is the best poem of mine you’ve ever read, you say to me as I choose which to...

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Feb 11, 20231 min read
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