Category Archives: Neighborhood

Biggish Sky

I sauntered to the store the other day.I had an afternoon with no requestthat I produce and nothing in my way,and weather coming gently from the west.Deciding I would walk a bit and payfor peaches that in August taste the … Continue reading

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Up Garber

I hurt my foot and backed off walking much.I missed it, but my age I don’t forget.Now after several weeks I’m back in touchwith stamina – I know I’m not dead yet.I’m lengthening my effort lately, suchthat I decided yesterday, … Continue reading

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Some Loveliness

A little stale becomes my poetryif I too often write that senses pale,and how fatigue retards my energy:a little stale. It isn’t news that sinews start to failthis many years beyond maturity.There’s rarely fuel or wisdom mined from “ail.” On … Continue reading

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A Gentle No

Encountering a canvasser outsidemy neighbor’s door, a woman tall and old,who offered talk and postcard, I repliedwith “No” and gently said I’d not withholdthat card from the recycle bin. “I’m friedfor now with politics, my stress controlledby abstinence. I’ll re-engage … Continue reading

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The Compliment

She called me “stalwart,” and the complimentremained in mind as I walked home with food.Behind me in the checkout line, she sentthe syllables at me and tipped my mood.She seemed my age, and neither weak nor bent.Her query “Are you … Continue reading

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Synchrony

I bought my cottage 18 years ago.I fancied its seclusion and the site –it nestles in a corner and there growout front varieties of green delight.There’s peace and quiet here till recently.The boundaries by which my place is tuckednow sport … Continue reading

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On Broadway

An ordinary Tuesday afternoonexcept for an appointment down the street,I walked six blocks, arrived a little soonand then sat down with whom I chose to meet.Our business took an hour to complete.I thanked the banker and reversed my stroll.The ambience … Continue reading

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Somebody’s Dogwood

If I had space, I’d plant a dogwood treewhere lemons fail to grow, outside my place.Its leaves and blooms would please abundantly,if I had space. But there’s no room for new roots to embrace,and adding shade would block good light … Continue reading

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Slats

I’m heartened to perceive the window blindsinstalled in the adjacent residence.I had no will to disapprove these kindsof added housing units – they make sensein metro areas where meet the mindsand bodies who agree to dwelling dense.But having to my … Continue reading

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Near Home

Meandering through campus on my wayto BART to Muni to the neighborhoodI visit twice a week, I shot a rayof sun on water wending in the wood;I photographed for keeping its display.I’ve passed this spot and always found it goodfor … Continue reading

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