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Evening Poem, February 2, 2022

I recently had a conversation with an old friend who had just bought a copy of the novel I published over 20 years ago. I hadn’t looked at that book in a very long time, so I picked it up … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, February 2, 2022

(I actually wrote this one a long time ago, but I remembered it lately and, after all, it is Groundhog Day, so let’s do it again.) – The people of Hot Springs, Arkansas Don’t have no cares about nothin’ at … Continue reading

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Learning To Dance

When Wendell Douglas come back from the war he looked to be about a foot taller.  He’d volunteered as soon as he was of age and shipped out right before the Allies took the beaches in Normandy.  He didn’t see … Continue reading

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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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Afternoon Post, August 5, 2021

When Wendell Douglas come back from the war he looked to be about a foot taller.  He’d volunteered as soon as he was of age and shipped out right before the Allies took the beaches in Normandy.  He didn’t see … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, April 28, 2021

First thing I hear is the sound of a train Did it wake me? I know its route It comes out of the south Will it take me? It bellows and moans, like a calf in pain.

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Evening Poem, March 25, 2021

. At twilight the great birds gather In the naked sycamores Their black wings rasping as they move From branch to branch Now they lift slowly As if through water Their wing whispers multiplied Wild and magical sound of blessing … Continue reading

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Morning Post, February 17, 2021

Remember snow days when we were kids?  While it was still dark Mom or Dad would crack the bedroom door and say ‘You can sleep in, buddy. No school today.’  Was anything ever more relaxing; more welcome?  Then breakfast was … Continue reading

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Afternoon Poem #2, February 16, 2021

. The ice sheet hovers atop the lawn Pierced here and there only by those spikes of grass That survived October’s last cutting A thin, translucent membrane, never seen before The roof for some tiny night world that will thrive … Continue reading

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Afternoon Poem, February 16, 2021.

. The heavens are miserly this day Even with the snow The flakes blow sidewise In a mad dance I could count the petty few of them Even the sluices of heaven are frozen Like the doors of some abandoned … Continue reading

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