Monthly Archives: March 2010

GREETING GRIEF

When the young widow was told: ”Maybe your marriage wouldn’’t have lasted anyway” she was not comforted. Nor was she when told: ”Only the good die young”. Be careful what you say at funerals. It’s a measure of your soul. … Continue reading

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SELF PITY

He was invited to speak to a  group of about a thousand. When he arrived at the hall only a hundred and fifty were there. When he began to speak a few folks left — and then a few more … Continue reading

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THE WEATHERMAN

He gets annoyed when the weatherman is wrong. He often counts on him to plan his days thinking that  with all those instruments calculations should have more accuracy. He could cease to pay attention to those prophecies. He’d avoid  petty … Continue reading

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A RARE GERIATRIC GATHERING

They sat around the table eating stew talking about failed marriages and imperfect children offering insights to their history — listening to one another with affection. There was no talk of politics — no talk of medication — no gossip … Continue reading

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CAUGHT OFF-GUARD

When I walk along the asphalt road occasionally I  will study some of  its many cracks for in them I see  many things: shapes of animals and  birds and satellite views of broken  land and the rivers  coursing. Sometimes I … Continue reading

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THE SWITCH

It happened suddenly : One morning I by-passed my notebook and my pen and turned my lap top on and started writing poetry. I felt disloyal to those empty pages and to those ball points there beside me waiting for … Continue reading

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THE STURDY RAILING

The short journey from the pantry to the garage requires stepping on two steps downward. This is somewhat a precarious trip for those with old bones Sometimes there is a near tumbling. Not wanting my companion to face the dangers … Continue reading

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SNOW PATCHES

Deep in the woods where sunlight finds few places it can touch the earth snow patches cling to autumn leaves that fell before the winter’s solstice. Here the greening will be slow to come  — the last place that will … Continue reading

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THE BEST IS YET TO BE

THE BEST IS YET TO BE from Browning’s repertoire is not a sign that’s posted here where all these old folks live including me. Most of us have had our “bests” and we can either mourn their passing or smile … Continue reading

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A SICK OLD MAN

“I want to die in the  jihad — not as a sick old man under a blanket at home.” He’s an eighteen year old fighter for the Taliban. I’m a recovered sick old man who’s been beneath a blanket. I … Continue reading

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