Monthly Archives: November 2008

LAWN CARE AND PRAYER

Down beneath the lawn I mow are moles which in the spring and summer I’ve allowed. This fall  they’ve increased their tunnels and their holes ‘til I’m alarmed. They even dig and plow so much the cared for grass begins … Continue reading

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HE KNOWS NO TRICKS

The little white dog who lives with me — he knows no tricks — can’t “sit up” or “roll over” on command or bark when ordered to “speak” or retrieve a stick or a ball. He is only conditionally obedient … Continue reading

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WISHFUL THINKING (for June 10, 2027)

Into the cardboard box he gently laid his poems and closed the lid. Into the fields beyond his home he walked holding tight his burden. Then he knelt beside that box and raised its lid and saw his poems rise … Continue reading

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A HOLY TRINITY

Sometimes at night there’s just one star beside a crescent moon and nothing else. Walking beneath the sky I’m much aware — there’s just the two of them and me and nothing else — nothing else that matters — just … Continue reading

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MORNING GIFTS

She laid upon our breakfast table an autumn maple leaf colored in deep reds and purples — its veins dark and conspicuous running through its beauty. Then she placed its replica beside it — looking quite the same but smaller. … Continue reading

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THE HUNGRY FURNACE

He recalls waking to a chilly house — going down steep cellar stairs to shovel coal by the light of a dangling light bulb — how that stoked furnace came to life when he opened the vents. It was cold … Continue reading

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POEMS

They swim around inside me like fish swim in the sea. And though I know they’re there I do not know their shape or size until I reel them in. I’ve been disappointed — occasionally throw one back. Sometimes I … Continue reading

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IN THE BEGINNING

I sit here in the stillness of this room waiting for the dawn to come. I am thinking — thinking about people — alive ones, and those gone. Maybe you are one of them. The room is twelve by twelve … Continue reading

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SHE’S MOVING

She told me that on her cluttered desk are lists of all the many things that she must do including what to give away to whom or what to throw away or leave behind. She’s moving soon. What will she … Continue reading

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NOT MUCH CONNECTED

I had a grandmother who was born during our Civil War. And another one who may have been. Don’t know much more about my lineage. The family tree I hang onto has not been well attended. Nurtured with indifference to … Continue reading

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