Category Archives: Poetry

New Year’s resolution: More poetry, less politics [haiku] rainfirst sidewalk slimefor baby slugs

Class of 1960 We meet again, halfway to the sea;we touch again, halfway from the snow.Our disentangled lives have floated freethrough range and farm and city far below,and far away from home. We floated freewithin the groove of the river’s … Continue reading →

White Privilege High School Professional lawns, exquisite flowers, housesout of Sunset illumined quiet wealth.Money was mostly new, but tastefully displayed.Professional men sipped cocktails with their wives,quietly, of course, when business deals were done.The tone was English. Along with Germanic cousins,British … Continue reading →

The Body and Its Desires for Matthew Arnold The gods consume nectar and ambrosia on Olympusand amuse themselves by looking down on usdispassionately. Cool detachment is a sardonic business.Hellenism insists we see things as they are.For right thinking, the body … Continue reading →

America in Decline It’s like the air went out of our balloonin 1989. The last timewe were this self-absorbedwas during the Hoover presidencybefore the great depression.The stock market crashedand there was a national failureof imagination for three years.FDR rallied our … Continue reading →

[tanka] a pinwheeling leafstrikes the watercourseand floats around the bendgone forever do you ever think of me?

The High Achievers A single mom gave everything she hadto her children. She took care of their urgent needsat all hours. She worked in a stressful jobto put food on the table and clothes on their backs.Because of her, there … Continue reading →

New Book My life’s work as a technical editor. $19 on Amazon.

On Selfish Prayer Matthew 18:15-20 The Germans were fond of the slogan, Gott mit uns.*They wore these words on belt buckles and helmetsand they hoisted them on a sign in the Great War.The Brits responded, We got mittens, too. Jason … Continue reading →

I Was the Messenger! Tuesday, October 4, 1955. Eighth grade class. Early afternoon.None of the boys paid attentionto the teacher. The seventh gameof the World Series at Yankee Stadiumwas on TV and we were sitting in classin a cloud of … Continue reading →

New Book Just published on Amazon. $12 for the paperback. No eBook yet. These are my ancestors who lived near Charlottesville, Virginia, before the Civil War.

What Kind of God? Hebrews 2:14-18 The gods consume nectar and ambrosia on Olympusand amuse themselves by looking down on usdispassionately. Cool detachment is a sardonic business.Hellenism insists we see things as they are.For right thinking, the body and its … Continue reading →

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