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Monthly Archives: November 2007
ASSEMBLING A DAY
The water tower, gray, turned silver after sunrise. Soon the tops of trees turned orange — then all the roadside trees pulled that orange down as if it were a dressing gown — and then it fell upon the ground. … Continue reading
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BEAUTY’S DEMANDS
Notice all the people rushing by with little time to look up at the sky. The setting sun is frequently ignored by passersby who think they can afford to wait — to see it at a later date — a … Continue reading
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HE’S NOT BEEN SORELY TESTED
Relatively unscathed through all his years he sometimes thinks that he’s been saved by angels though he truly knows it isn’t so. He reads and sees TV and scans the world out there feeling he’s been passed-over by the forces … Continue reading
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EMPATHY
“Empathy is your bag!” Thus spoke the teen-age daughter years ago responding to a “lecture” by her mother. Now that daughter is a mother and she will likely lecture, too. But not yet — her oldest isn’t even three. We’ll … Continue reading
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RANDOM THOUGHTS ON A CHILLY NIGHT
Flannel sheets and pillowcases – down jackets and comforters — wooly socks and gloves and scarves — hats with ear flaps. All of the above allow the coming winter solstice to receive less notice by his skin and bones. He … Continue reading
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CONVERSATION CATALYST
Sometimes there’s a lull in the conversation and he waits thinking someone will fill the void. If, after a long pause no one does he feels obligated to keep things going. His discomfort level rises when silence is prolonged. He … Continue reading
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BUT IT WILL HAVE TO DO
I saw her slowly walking by the house she used to live in — a place where years of memories are stored. Recently she moved into a lesser space. The place she passes by is empty now — yet not … Continue reading
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MY TWIN
I must have seen him before memories were formed. My earliest remembrance: when I brushed my teeth he did, too. Maybe we were three or four. On that same day I made faces at him,. He returned my contortions immediately. … Continue reading
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LOSING MOONS
I should ask someone who might know: Do the moons in one’s fingernails set when one is old? I can’t see mine anymore — well, hardly. Is this an ominous sign? Reading glass don’t help much. They began to disappear … Continue reading
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LEGACY
Tomorrow I will ship three dozen rattles to a shop in Asheville. I, through my production have entertained in thirty swiftly passing years at least twelve thousand babies. Held first in my hands to fashion and to shape later tiny … Continue reading
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