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From Dartmont to Lock Four

Take Two Posted on October 24, 2021 by labeak52 It’s a cool forty-plus degrees as we strap the canoe to the top of the SUV.  The thought that we might have waited a little too long to make this trip crosses my mind, … Continue reading

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Morning Post, March 4, 2017

  We bought the old house that my aunt and uncle had lived in a generation before and moved into that neighborhood that had once been considered the best in town. The streets were laid out there along the broad … Continue reading

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Afternoon Post, February 24

I’ve mentioned this before on this blog, but I am writing another novel.  The working title is “Out In The Country” and the theme or subject of the book is fatherhood – particularly fathers and sons.  I’ve put up every … Continue reading

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morning poem, march 28, 2016

He was a young man, by then That summer afternoon when he sat In the woodshop, watching Grandfather ripsaw the poplar board The last piece for the patch for the roof.   But every memory he had of grandfather’s shop … Continue reading

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mid-day poem, February 10, 2016

  ‘ Walk along the creeks And you will see the trees awakening Even now The sycamore and birch Soundlessly siphon living water Through root, trunk and branch Drawn by light. . In only days, the oak and hickory On … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, January 17, 2015

In the dark of a winter morning Half awake I hear a creak of boards This is not a haunting The house is old and in the winter A hard wind can push a wall Or the dry flow of … Continue reading

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Voices III

Our first Christmas together was in 1951.  I’d been working at the plant for eighteen months or so.  Had already got a raise.  We’d been married since June.  What’s that – six months?   We didn’t have much, looking back on … Continue reading

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Midnight Poem #2, April 1, 2015

‘ We’d traveled two hundred miles that morning The four of us in a mini-van Packed in with everything we needed For a week at the beach. We had not planned to stop at Ocracoke We had forty miles left … Continue reading

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Morning Post, February 18, 2015

It hasn’t been this cold here for a long time.  Single digits, and I can’t find my hat.  It’s time to leave for work.   I open the closet and search frantically in the years of sediment of wool and cotton on … Continue reading

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