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evening post, November 20, 2017

On that clear November afternoon the autumn sunlight held the last hint of summer.   As he stood on the lawn, rake in hand, the day changed with the wind.  When the breeze coming off the mountain stiffened he could … Continue reading

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Mid-day Post, October 23, 2017

            That night as he pondered his decision sleep would not come. He knew that there would be repercussions either way.  If she said no, word of that would get out.  Not that she would … Continue reading

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Book Review: A Prayer for Rain

Here is Andrew Spradling’s  thoughtful and well deserved review of Joseph Bird’s novel, A Prayer For Rain. Joseph Bird‘s forte as a writer is in portraying inner struggle. The likeable protagonist in A Prayer for Rain, Trevor Larson, has his dreams … Continue reading

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The Lamp in The Foyer

  She never told anyone the real reason she bought the house.   Why, at 46 years old, she emptied her savings accounts and her late husband’s IRAs and made a down payment on a property, once grand, that for … Continue reading

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voices 21

    I didn’t think I’d be able to stay here after John died.  I thought I’d be scared at every noise I heard.  Every creak of old board in the heat or in the wind.  I thought I’d tough … Continue reading

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Small Town Jazz, Part 3

This is the third installment of an epic poem about a small-town jazz club.  You can get the first two segments (I hope you will) by backing up a couple of posts on this blog.     I had a … Continue reading

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Afternoon Post, September 19, 2017

On the last day of summer he walked again to the dock and loosed the lashings and dropped the ropes into the well of the boat and stepped onto the foredeck and then into the cabin and took a paddle … Continue reading

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A Morning Ride

  Our autumns here are shot through with summer days, days that, if they had come in June, would crowd the parks with moms, dads and little ones and the rivers with high-school and college students with their kayaks and … Continue reading

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Mid-Day Post, August 22, 2017

My bicycle has holders for two water bottles.   One is fastened to a low bar that angles up from the crankshaft to the front fork; the other is affixed to the vertical bar that supports the seat.  I ride … Continue reading

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Voices XXIII

In late August, after school was already back in session, I continued to mow the lawns on Adams Street. The rest of the summer crew was gone; all back to their colleges or football practice, so I had the whole … Continue reading

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