Monthly Archives: August 2023

Books and the Bookstore

I walked into a bookstore and securedthe lowest-paying job I loved the best.I got to spend my days with dust, immuredamid used books, near maps, at the behestof inattentive managers. I soldthe stuff I craved; I dealt in print with … Continue reading

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Sorry for Your Loss

I’m sorry for your loss, my sister-friend.Although there wasn’t likelihood you’d getmaternal love and nurture, still, her endeliminates the chance that she’d regrether failure, and employ this time in tenderlate expression. Please don’t be upsettoo much – she suffered punishment … Continue reading

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Not Missing You

I’ll want to say I missed you when you’re back,but I don’t think those words will be sincere.We talk too much – I never feel a lack –and you’re so often home you’re always near.You like to wage a vehement … Continue reading

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I Don’t Suppose

I don’t suppose you’ll stop advising me,although I’m seldom sad or prone to lows.Your strong suit isn’t your sagacity,I don’t suppose. Your reading’s always fictional and prose.And though you say you relish history,your own mishaps don’t put you on your … Continue reading

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Under the Skin

Repeatedly she self-describes aloud.“Emotional” she calls her point of view.She’s plugging into feelings, and she’s proudto publicize what’s in her heart as true.She makes me recollect the man who claimedhe’s so endowed and full of empathyhe’s almost paralyzed – he’s … Continue reading

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The Silence Keep

The structure that they’re building to the eastof me, has now attained the framing stage.The concrete work is done. The noise decreased,and two-by-fours are starting to assuagemy zeal for future privacy – at least,I see few window spaces in the … Continue reading

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On an August Morning

I’ve watched dramatic sunsets now and then,or sky so blue it almost spanks my eyes,a valley dawn that makes me sigh “amen,”and massing clouds portending drought’s demise.I’ve looked above me over and again,assessing what our atmosphere supplies.The view at nearly … Continue reading

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Missing

I heard a thump upon the deck last night,and searched today to find the noisy source.Before I saw the fallen rock, my sightwas taken by these spectacles, of course.Undoubtedly, some squirrel dropped them rightbefore my office door with no remorse.But … Continue reading

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Policy

She said that’s not the way she picks a book,when I suggested browsing website stacks.Her strident tone of voice was all it tookto redirect my talk. I didn’t waxsarcastic or remind her how she’d lookwith scorn and cringe at similar … Continue reading

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The Hyper Horde

The hyper horde of freshmen have besetmy town of late. They pouredfrom cars, offloading gear, incurring debt:the hyper horde. In blue-and-yellow gear they arrowed towardlong registration lines, to stand and sweat,while I avoided streets they tour-explored. But waiting for my … Continue reading

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