Tag Archives: primal

Book Review: Natural Born Heroes

      I think someone once said that the farther we get away from historical events the better we understand them.   World War II is almost beyond living memory now and yet stories keep emerging about till-now unsung … Continue reading

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Night Poem, September 22, 2017

  First Day of Autumn   The black birds gather now into swirling clouds Then taking lead from some alpha Ascend, form a line and fly away like dark river. Twilight comes earlier The first yellow leaves are pulled into … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, February 14, 2017

Look for the first, new green It will come, silent as a breath Before you expect it And vanish in a rush of heat and growth . The stars say it is still winter But look closely at the forest … Continue reading

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morning poem, December 23, 2016

Waiting Out the window nothing changes The sky grey, the road empty, the front doors all closed The lights that blink and glow in evening Are hidden now, as if such a thing as color Never existed.   We wait … Continue reading

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morning poem, December 16, 2016

This grey day Without snow or rain Without sunshine Is one more day When men in offices make decisions And boys sit in classrooms Waiting for bells and for tonight’s game These grey days And not the special ones Are … Continue reading

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Early Evening, Early Winter

      The light is pastel Just before twilight Faint shade of pink in the west And on the mountainside The forest stripped bare The ridges sharp and definite Ten thousand branches reaching skyward The moon is pale bone … Continue reading

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Mid-day Poem, December 9, 2016

    The great noise of the slow truck That grinds along the city street Threatening for blocks away On it comes, pushing the air right and left And filling it with grumblings and whines It is as if the pavement … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, December 9, 2016

      Forget the moment For the moment, at least Forget all that presses in All you are paying for And all that you hope to afford   Look out the window at the grass And those creatures that … Continue reading

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morning poem, December 7, 2016

      Cardinals under the Holly tree In the winter morning sun Red birds, red berries Like they are of a piece As if they came to this land of green and grey From the same bright place . … Continue reading

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night poem, December 4, 2016

    Who haunts these dark tracks that run through town? When a train passes through they almost seem alive Here is commerce and motion, something going somewhere Men at desks in lighted offices, somewhere, far away Marking progress, noting … Continue reading

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