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Poem for August

It is always August. If time would stop, it would stand still Under the dog star. Winter lingers, but all of that season is labor Boots, gloves, scarves and coats Off and on, on and off Snow shovels and firewood … Continue reading

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Poem, July 12, 2020

. On sunny summer days I travel in time With the music on the breeze And the light on the slow clouds (Always backward, I know no future) To steep riverbanks and wet stones Where I stood with the rope … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, June 24, 2020

. If I could seize a day I would capture this one With its gigantic white clouds Drifting in the sun And no clock ticking . And in the afternoon a breeze A faint taste of heaven That wakens memory … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, June 17, 2020

. The silent bird in the silent dawn Lights on the limb that sways There is no scarlet and no blue No Cardinal or Jay I look for sunlight, hope for truth Some good thing I could say But the … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, June 13, 2020

. Let me think now of all I forgot to do There were things, I know, that I meant to say And give to other people My friends from long ago Slipped away without my last gift to them Without … Continue reading

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Mid-Day Poem, April 25, 2020

The dirt on the head of the mattock Has been there since who knows when I don’t think Pawpaw has used it since they moved here That was before I was born. But I lift it from the wooden workbench … Continue reading

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How to Write Poetry

You must make the words roar like the ocean The reader has to hear them.  Not the syllabic pronunciation, But the noise of them.  The whisper and the moan. The words must hit so hard that they make the reader … Continue reading

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How to Write Poetry

You must make the words roar like the ocean The reader has to hear them.  Not the syllabic pronunciation, But the noise of them.  The whisper and the moan. The words must hit so hard that they make the reader … Continue reading

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Morning Poem

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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Justice

Since we were to live in Houston only about a year, long enough for dad to make his contribution to the engineering of a new polyethylene plant in Taft, Louisiana, we moved into an apartment instead of buying a house.  … Continue reading

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