Tag Archives: writing

The Importance of Fathers

    As you know, if you read this blog regularly, I’ve been reading Eudora Welty’s memoir, One Writer’s Beginnings.  She delves deeply into her early life, how her parents surrounded her with books and read to her in their … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, September 23, 2017

  When this land was forest Wolves roamed here, river and hill, under the moon When this land was farmland Horses, cattle and geese Lolled in pastures And chore-bound children took Early morning trips to the springs The first brick … 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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Reading As Hearing

    I wrote yesterday about Eudora Welty’s confession that every sentence she ever read she heard.  Even in her silent reading, the words sounded  in her mind as she scanned the page.  She assumed that all readers and writers … Continue reading

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how to read a book, point #1

  I’ve been reading Mortimer Adler’s famous book, How To Read A Book.   This invites jokes, I know.   If you don’t already know how to read a book, how in the world are you going to read the book that … Continue reading

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Eudora Welty: Advice for Writers

  I have had the book for a long time.  Read it for the first time many years ago and picked it up again just the other night.  I remembered one or two bright and poignant scenes from my first … 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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Dove in The Rain

In the morning rain A dove perches alone On a telephone wire Her wings folded up tight and wet Her profile is sharp Against the grey sky Her head bowed. She looks strangely  sad This symbol of peace Like some … Continue reading

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water from the sky

    I love to watch the rain One may read of blessings Or hear them talked about And wonder at the truth of what is said Who brags of blessing?  Everyone. But to see the water falling out of … Continue reading

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