Author Archives: Russ

THE PLEASURE OF OTHERS

Sometimes the only pleasure hereis hearing of the pleasure of others. Thanks to our laptop and our telephoneoften we’re  made aware of distant pleasure. Of course, we have each other —a quiet plesasure denied so many folkswe know. There are … Continue reading

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I STILL DON’T KNOW

The other day, at dinner timeI was chewing some asparagusand, after a time, my mouth felt a bit strange.     I moved my tongue around and bit down      and encountered what felt to be a little stone.I chewed … Continue reading

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AS LONG AS PROVIDENCE ALLOWS

Most every dayI am exposed to man’s eviland to his greatnessthanks to television’s eyes. Most every dayI think of how I fitinto the schemeof life’s unfolding. Otherwisethere isn’t much for me to doexcept to deal with the days’s minutia:food and … Continue reading

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AN OPPORTUNIY

They say that soon men will be going to Marsand I can’t even see the stars from where I sit. The moon we’ve landed on but I can’t see it wellfrom where I dwell.  But what the hell, who am … Continue reading

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A BOOK

READING A BOOKTHAT’S MAKING ME THINK ALOTABOUT HEAVEN. I USUALLY DON’T THINK MUCHABOUT HEAVENBUT OLD AGE MAY BE DRIVING METO THINK ABOUT IT MORE OFTEN. I AM BRINGING TO THAT BOOKMY DOUBTS AND MY BELIEFS. THEY HAVEN’T CHANGED MUCHBUT THEY … Continue reading

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JUNE

It may be the middle of Juneyet it’s too soon to tellhow summer will unfold.  A hurricane may bring us heavy wind and rain. I’m told it may be very hotbut that’s  not any morethan one’s prediction. It may be cool … Continue reading

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OLD AGE TRAVELING

I do my traveling these days either through the dreams I dream or watching my television screen. i control the television screen and can change the channels any time I wish. When I want some quiet I command my clicker … Continue reading

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HE WHO PARCELS OUT MY DREAMS

The old man in my head who parcels out my dreams came up with a good one the other night. I was with my highschool basketball team and we were losing — losing big. The coach sometimes let us poor … Continue reading

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I AM NOT WHO I COULD HAVE BEEN

There was no grandfather there to watch me in the cradle — no grandfather to pick me up and hug me and whisper in my ear. Nor was he there when I became a toddler when he could have bounced … Continue reading

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HOLES REMEMBERED

It took two hundred astronomers with telescopes scattered over the world to photograph the now famous BLACK HOLE. Their fete will be long remembered in the annals of astronomical history. I who read about it on a newspaper’s front page … Continue reading

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