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Francesca, Weeding the Garden
My daughter, all of six and bursting with a Big Bang sort of energy, zigzags across our fenced backyard, picking dandelions she holds in...

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Feb 7, 20231 min read


The Fall
I sigh at the sight of the moth I find so lifeless in the garden, rarely noting its beating white in the days or weeks gone past, and my...

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Feb 6, 20231 min read


Metronome
You never had a clock within your home, just a single metronome, keeping tempo more important than the time, its clicks a call to dance,...

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Feb 6, 20231 min read


Past Life Aggression
Perhaps I was a ruthless Khan, vengeful, without mercy, who cut down peasants by the thousands, taking an unsheathed sword to young...

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Feb 5, 20231 min read


The Ruse of Mild Air
In this warmer than normal winter, the trees are budding early, in February’s rain instead of snow. I feel I ought to go outside and...

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Feb 5, 20231 min read


América
The isthmus was the adhesive always holding us together, like fraternal twins conjoined, locked by a crooked rib. And though it looked...

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Feb 4, 20231 min read


Psalm for Aquarius
In the days and nights of my naiveté, when hope blasted blue in carbon cloud, the constellations stepped out of line, formed new...

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Feb 4, 20231 min read


The Girl I Would Have Married
The girl I would have married had we met is on the other side of the street, a walking blur I only notice for a second. And her hair is a...

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Feb 3, 20231 min read


The Decoy
My hunter friend, the one I haven’t converted to my “animals-have-feelings-too” frame of mind, uses a wooden decoy in an attempt to lure...

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Feb 2, 20231 min read


Early Morning Rain
In the yard, you felt sorry for the slug that crept so slowly up the stem of one of your greens. Poor thing, it doesn’t even have a shell...

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Feb 1, 20231 min read


Before You Die
Before You Die, it seems, has been springing up in bookstores all over the place. “1001 Movies to See Before You Die” – double-faced in...

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Jan 29, 20231 min read


My Cat is Half-Greek, or Zeus left the Acropolis open again
My cat communes with the mythical, with the infinite and glorious invisible, getting an inside track on the weather and when the sky’s...

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Jan 27, 20231 min read


On My Literary Failure
The poem I’ve written isn’t good enough. It surely won’t win an award, be published in a magazine or make the list of “Selected Verse.” I...

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Jan 27, 20232 min read


The Deck
You’ve been bluffing your way through our friend- ship, the wine you’ve swigged in minutes making its naked presence known, that the...

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Jan 18, 20231 min read
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