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afternoon poem, june 8, 2019

Somewhere an artifact of that night A ticket stub, maybe Would you have thrown it from the window Of that borrowed car We thought that the scriptures were written On the road before us, on the windshield In a thousand … Continue reading

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Book Review: My Antonia, by Willa Cather

C. S. Lewis wrote that a reader should read two old books for every one new book she reads.   This discipline, he thought, would help to reduce “chronological snobbery:” the idea that the present status quo is the best it … Continue reading

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Morning Post, June 7, 2019

I hear the neighbor’s tires slash through the water standing in the low spots in the road and, as he passes close by my porch, the rhythmic pump of his windshield wipers.  The rain is slow and steady and lays … Continue reading

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Morning Poem #2, June 6, 2019

You walk along in this sea of summer green And think all is normal That all has been homogenized in this Expanse of suburban lawn And then you see it Some flower, loud as a scream, Singing the color of … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, June 6, 2019

In the bright morning the mowers drone And the neighbor’s cats, white and grey Slither down the road Pretending to be benign on their silent feet But ready to kill An early breeze whispers through the line of elms At … Continue reading

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Afternoon Poem #4, June 5, 2019

Listen to the whisper of the breeze Light as this spring day Not reverent, but playful and flirtatious Telling of some day not too long ago When lovers met, not far away

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Afternoon Poem #3, June 5, 2019

The compound leaves of the walnut and the wild cherry Spread out like open hands And they droop in the generous Spring sunlight Lifting and shimmering with the light wind As if to some bossa nova Or the rhythm of … Continue reading

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Afternoon Poem #2, June 5, 2019

I watch the breeze push and pull at the branches full with glossy leaves And I think of green flame or better yet, a green fountain, spraying cool green into the cool blue sky The other day I walked to … Continue reading

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Afternoon Poem, June 5, 2019

Don’t overlook the robin Just because he’s common You see them every day As you wait for something more exotic But look at that red breast The color of ancient fire And his song is so sweet and varied. . … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, May 30, 2019

You have to get it down in ten minutes How you felt about this life You look at the quiet yard behind you And think in frantic pace Of all the unspeakable gone before The color of the river that … Continue reading

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