Author Archives: Russ

MEMORIES AND IMAGINATION

I’m tempted to deal with old age when considering the Muse — either with my problemsor those of my peers.But the elderly are tired oflistening to too much sadnessand those youngercan’t even grasp how it really is.So what’s left? Actually plenty!:MEMORIES AND IMAGINATIONcan … Continue reading

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LOST DREAMS

The dream was so vivid. I remember being moved. But when I went to retrieve itit was not there. Tried as I mightI could not  bring it back. Its absence was something I mourned. So real to me in the middle … Continue reading

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LEAVING A LEGACY

The first “band” I played inwas in the second grade.I played “the sticks”.Others played trianglesand things that you shake. A few years laterI played the drums in junior high —then in the high school band and orchestra —then in a … Continue reading

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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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