There are so many songs about the sea
Poems gather us in, writ large and small
Mystery trembles in my soul at the shore,
And finds its peace in the voices of the surf.
Storms wrack the beach and pummel men’s efforts…Continue
My Irish buddy says "Next One ! ", or at least did, after working on our most arduous days. Some of our under-house reconstruction jobs meant hours on our backs with the same tools needed when one is standing and building. It would be incredibly difficult and painful, and at the end of the day our…Continue
And the beat goes…Continue
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It isn't that sharp
Doesn't make me all stagger
It's just always there
Makes me feel like a laggard
It drains me of strength
I want to lay down and sleep
It's all I can do
As I watch my will seep
Away to the nethers
Where my spirit can't reach
No one can describe it
It's not something you teach
Back pain is awful
Spasms and weakness abound
I must go to work now
I'll see you around
As I shuffle on…Continue
On a brilliant morning in the spring of 1977, I first saw the most beautiful woman who ever touched my life and arrived within one degree of separation of Leonard Cohen.Continue
A hummingbird in the garage
No, not parked alongside the car
but hovering, frantically (they are frantic creatures)
Inches from the ceiling. It is darting back and forth
Against the white expanse as though a portal to
The natural world might appear but, actually, two very large
Portals, the open garage doors are there, just there
A few feet below where it - oh come on! -
Will not go.
Though I have no way of determining the…
is the Key to Independence.
You, I, We . .
There is no…Continue
forget of thine…
Remember these idiots?
In the words of Forrest Gump's Mama, "Stupid is as stupid does."…Continue
Recently I have seen a couple of movies I thought were good. Movies. I don't call them films because I have a college education that included studying films.
Films as I remember, usually had somebody Swedish in them, were often shot in a quasi-grainy black & white fashion, had sub-titles and…Continue
Marriage is tricky. Love is complicated. And not complicated. It’s the uncomplicated kind that I miss the most. The kind of love that made everything else disappear. You remember it, or you might be in it now. I remember falling in love, especially during a cold, Chicago winter. It was the best thing in the world. I remember waking up on a freezing February morning, next to that warm skin, under blankets, safe. It didn’t matter how expensive the blankets were, or where we…Continue
I'm wondering what JME might say about Bob Dylan as a Nobel Laureate...
I'm still missing dear James.
I had a bad dream last night, and I hope it's not prescient, but I'm going to put it here just in case. I dreamt that Joe Biden was sworn in to be President, with Michelle Obama watching with a tear stained face. It was a distorted image, and it looked like they were doing it in a secret location.…Continue
October comes and goes. Many people whom I have loved or that had an influence on me left in October.
I think October will be my month. Not this one mind you, but some October.
On a balmy and windy day, leaves curl and drop from their branches.
Sun breaking through the light cloud cover hits my skin.
I raise my collar, yet it still chills me.
The wind whispers to me: Listen .
I've heard this…Continue
I mentioned this birthday to a friend the other day in an e-mail.
Having a birthday certainly beats the alternative of not having more birthdays to celebrate, but it's not feeling like some milestone has been reached yet.
This one is supposed to be significant. This particular age, that is. Leastways, that's what I've been told.
Business associates have mentioned it. "Are you going to be in the office Tuesday?"
"Oh no...what's that mean?" I shouted in my…Continue
It's not as if it were really news to me.
I haven't thought for some time now that the decisions we are being asked to make are based on facts.
You say this, I say that, you say "Yes, but..", I say " Well maybe, but...".
Hundreds of miles from here
The skies will pop and sparkle
as shooting stars skritch and scratch
their luminous spears across the visible universe
the lake will erupt
Pax is not a symbol of pain,
it is a symbol of Life,
and the way it…