Category Archives: Poetry

Catarrh?

I used to know exactly how a coldproceeds in me, from throat to nose to chest.But unpredictable is growing old –less often ill but more allergic, messedin joint and hand strength, prone to bruise, cajoledby recollection. Am I sick? I … Continue reading

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In Early March

The rain surprise at 5 a.m. was nice –a patter on the skylight as I drowsed –and then again at 7:30 – twice,an unpredicted more-than-drizzle rousedme to variety. I gave adviceto self alone, and bided dryly houseduntil the laden coastal … Continue reading

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Discordance

A conversation Thursday night revealedour different comprehensions of a term.The morning afterward enlarged the field –a friend insisted, vehemently firm,we both were wrong. That evening I appealedto yet a fourth. He guessed, until a germof dictionary definition grew.Apparently none understood. … Continue reading

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Historiculture

As pages mount, the fruit of daily draft,they water shoots of memory, from seedsimplanted in soft banks that guide a raftdown streams that swell with melt no dam impedes.The passages reveal as work proceeds;now differences in characters appear.I plan to … Continue reading

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Sold

At last the sign went up. It’s been 4 yearsthe owner tried to sell the rooms he boughtto house a law school daughter. It appearsthe price he pitched was high. It never broughtan offer. And the summer atmospheresfor sales were … Continue reading

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Varmints

I saw six ants, one skunk and two raccoonsthe morning after drizzle, breeze and rain.Our weather here is nothing like monsoons,but we don’t tend to work on how things drain.So standing water is a common bane –mosquito pools and rodent … Continue reading

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Present Tuesdays

I go to work on Tuesday for no pay –the final phase in ending a careerI didn’t plan, that spanned until todaya half a century, it does appear.I put in half a day as volunteer,including lunch (good aliment and wine,and … Continue reading

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Brain Food

Eschewing news, disdaining gossip sites,and solving all the daily puzzles fast(the algorithm varies those delights –today’s were simply easy), I’ve a vastamount of time before this day has passed –short office work and writing is in view,but if some knowledge … Continue reading

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Excess

Abundant wine last Saturday, althoughaccompanied by lavish food and chat,resulted in an interrupted flowof recollection. Maybe worse than that,a headache bowed my neck and didn’t goaway until I slept and drank a vatof water. It should come as no surprisehow … Continue reading

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Number

When I was 12 or so, I liked the pool,adored the beach, and flourished at the lake.In southern California, after school,on weekends, and each summer we would taketo water, moving till our limbs were loose,our bodies empty, and we felt … Continue reading

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