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Category Archives: memoir
Stealing Time, Stealing Beauty
The best days of summer were after school had started. I knew this and no one else did. While the other kids were wrapped up in football and band and decorating for the fall dances – all those things that … Continue reading
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evening poem, september 20, 2014
Walking To School In the first years there were no sidewalks. We walked to school along a dusty path that ran along the blocks Under the shade of the maples The worn smooth avenue interrupted now and then By … Continue reading
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The Mooneys
The first people who lived on this hill were the Mooneys. Long gone now, they were ancient, even when I was just a boy. Jessie and Martha sat fat in metal chairs all day long. Like two mounds of mashed … Continue reading
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The Last Rose Of Summer
The people who first lived in this house were aristocrats. Even their women were college educated and this in a day when girls around here got married and that was it. I remember hearing my uncle talk about them. He … Continue reading
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Morning Poem, August 16, 2014
End Of Summer The mornings are grey now no longer bright and the evening’s cool breeze though welcome warns of unremitting chill. Where is the season of green and gold that I waited so long for? It has passed … Continue reading
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Morning Poem, August 15, 2014
Sycamore and Birch In the southern mountains, the sycamore and birch line the banks of the young rivers. These are water-loving trees and, where their growth is not interrupted, their great, ragged trunks lean out over the water and their … Continue reading
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Evening Post, August 14. 2014
A memoir: a prose poem It is always August. There was something in those thirty days under the Dog Star that seemed permanent and everlasting. The weeks in June and July had been long enough to dim the memory of … Continue reading
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