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Terrible Things

“Terrible things are happening outside. Poor helpless people are being dragged out of their homes. Families are torn apart. Men, women, and children are separated. Children come home from school to find that their parents have disappeared.” – Diary of Anne Frank January 13, 1943

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a failure

“And it is exceedingly short, his galloping life. Dogs die so soon. I have my stories of that grief, no doubt many of you do also. It is almost a failure of will, a failure of love, to let them grow old—or so it feels. We would do anything to keep them with us, and to keep them young. The one gift we cannot give.”― Mary Oliver, Dog Songs: Poems

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Tiny Hearts

Because poetry too often pullsthe punch but never lies, our dogis dying of heart disease.Brookie moves about the houseand yard afloat in diuretics.Her heart has grown too largein all her briefly eager love. The words of this poem looked blackwhen you began to read. Now theyappear to be a cloudy cataract blue,like the old spoon your grandma usedto make soup for you on rainy days.The words begin…

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Oh Canada

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Time Passing 

What is the poetry of time merely passing? What birds alight and sing in vain? Does a face reflect in dusty surfaces and will flowers find forgiveness in this rain? We’ll spend the day and time will pass and nothing in this world will cause us pain. J. Kyle KimberlinCreative Commons Licensed This is interesting. I found this little poem in my Apple Notes and apparently I wrote it but I don’t…

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Borges

“We forget that we are all dead men conversing with dead men.” – Jorge Luis Borges Do you know Borges? I am very slowing reading through his Collected Fictions and it is changing my brain. Highest recommendation.

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Don't Give Up

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Therefore

Lemony Snicket (Daniel Handler) wrote a relatively unknown book called The Beatrice Letters, which I haven’t read and can’t find (maybe used?) in the usual places where I find books. I’ve only seen it reviewed; nevertheless, it inspired the poem below. Intertextuality is hilarious, isn’t it? Here is a brief discussion of The Beatrice Letters, by one of the best booktubers out there. I mean out…

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It is just dawn

I’ve been thinking about thinking and maybe breathing some life back into the old dead blog. Do you ever think that Earth might be the only place in the whole universe where anything thinks? We are each a life, rising up like a wave, rolling, crashing, receding. Enlightenment comes when the wave realizes it is ocean, yes? So here we are, made of stars and driving our meatcycles around on a…

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Clowns and Angels

I’m not sure it matters anywaywhat we wonderwhat we mean to say. I’m not sure it mattersdon’t you knowwhat we fear or where we go. But there are clowns and angelseverywhere teaching leavesto tumble down and birds to dare to claim the sky and showing roses how to turn their faces fade and die. J. Kyle KimberlinCreative Commons Licensed Well this doesn’t feel right for Easter but what can you…

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Old Hawks

The red-tailed hawk turnson a thermal above the wildbrushy ground and cries There is nothing you needNothing is precious but timeNothing is worth dying for but loveNothing is worth living for but peaceNothing belongs to you but now I have lived with this mysteryfor so many years: Where do old hawks go to die? J. Kyle KimberlinCreative Commons Licensed

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Human Life

Below is the last poem I wrote in 2022; it was a lean year for creative output, to say the least. My bad. And I don’t know if anyone is still reading this blog. At one time it had 7,000 subscribers but I have been neglectful. I hope that 2023 will be better. One of the things I’ve been trying to teach myself is that writers/poets have to practice their scales just like musicians. Of course that…

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I'll Have A Short Stack

I’ll Have A Short Stack

Just some of my books, because there was no one here to stop me.

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OK, BOOMER

But for the time being I am in the center of everything that screams and teems.And it’s subtle as the most intangible reality.For now time is the duration of a thought. Clarice LispectorAgua Viva Boomer is living on borrowed time.He has very little he can call his own,so he borrows as much as he can.It arrives from the sky in tiny packagesthat glance off the struggling grass,brush his face and…

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PRAYER FOR A MOMENT

PRAYER FOR A MOMENT

Oh! My (for lack of a better word) GodYou who are if I am not,You who are not if I am,for for that matter both and neither,I pray to you the unnamable, incomprehensible Being, for peace, for consolation in myinexorable solitude, for my life to light (even if weakly) the lives of those I touch and hold fast, for my moment in the spaceof time to do no damage,  cause no suffering,abridge no…

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Let's Discuss Books

Let’s Discuss Books

Since I’m not generating much polished work product these days, I thought we might try tackling the subject of books. I’m thinking I’ll start a series of posts about the books I’m enjoying. Also, links to booktube channels on YouTube where I find great recommendations. I read more than I write. I’ve read a number of good books so far this year, and I’m currently reading a lot more. My current…

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Blood Moon Rising

We were never lovers and I don’t knowif that means everything or nothingsince so much of everything I imagineremembering is meaningless now.It’s not important but maybe I saw the moon one night last week.Alone, I just stood there and thoughtit looked strange, smoky as it roseover Rincon. Later I realizedI’d unseen the blood moon in its flight. My mind was somewhere else whileEarth threw a…