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Voices VIII

We had no way to know it back then, but Van Morrison chronicled our lives.  Not what they were, so much (does that even matter?) but what they felt like.  Or what they feel like now, looking back on them.  … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, October 23, 2014

                                            Questions for Jack Kerouac   Who are the beats? And what do they say? Do they all write that fast? Do they all talk that way? Do they take all them drugs? Do they stay out all … Continue reading

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Evening Post, October 10, 2014

She told me to come on, that this might be the last warm night before winter.  The stars were out, she said.  I knew that, just by looking. You could see the Milky Way like a highway of diamonds splitting … Continue reading

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