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Voices #16

Posted on July 19, 2017 by

  In mid-day in mid-summer the streets of my town were empty. The men were all at work; I didn’t know a single, able -bodied man then who didn’t have a job, and the women were at one of the … Continue reading →

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Voices XVI

Posted on May 3, 2017 by

  It’s the last day of school.  For the year.  And for me the last day forever.  I’ve been here for forty-five years and only four of those as a student.  I stand here now in the main hallway before … Continue reading →

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evening post, May 2, 2017

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After supper he took the coffee pot from the burner and poured himself another half cup and sat down again at the kitchen table, now cleared of dishes.   He tipped the cup over his saucer and dribbled the coffee … Continue reading →

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Morning Post, April 21, 2017

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How long has it been since I have noticed the seasons? I walked out this morning to get into my car to drive to work.  Just like every morning for the past thirty years.   That twenty-yard walk is about all … Continue reading →

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Late Afternoon Post, April 11, 2017

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The briers tear at my feet and I duck and turn my way through the young trees that grow here like tall grass.   They are almost woven together and at times I am completely off the ground, pulling and … Continue reading →

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Afternoon Post, March 20, 2017

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What follows is a first draft of a chapter in one of the novels I have underway.  The drafts for the other novel in progress (Working Title “Out in The Country”) are posted on a separate blog of the same … Continue reading →

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morning post, March 1, 2017

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    He walked on in the driving rain as if the day was clear and sunny. Those in the cars on the highway slowed down, believing the man to be crazy or possessed.   They are doing twenty and their … Continue reading →

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Evening Post, October 21, 2016

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    William Martin was a man who knew his times.  While the green hills of West Virginia in his day looked to almost everyone else as just green hills, he saw them as warehouses of inestimable treasure.  In nineteen-eleven, … Continue reading →

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Morning Poem, June 23, 2016

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. The morning rain sounded soft on the lawns And pattered on the windows and sills So steady as to seem everlasting, like grace And sweet as a lullaby. The morning was dark as winter This second day of summer … Continue reading →

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afternoon poem, june 8, 2016

Posted on June 8, 2016 by

. Flat on the flat desktop White sheets, bearing print Turned this way and that Yellow pads with pen scribbles Cursive cursing Doodling A thick manual Manila folders, stuffed and empty Some are artifacts Of one war or another Records … Continue reading →

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