Monthly Archives: February 2011

VERY EARLY

I see with only one eye, The other is pressed into my pillow. I  see enough to read the digital: 5:15. Not quite time to rise but time to wonder if the day will unravel as expected. If otherwise If … Continue reading

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OUR RIVER BIRCH

Our river birch that we had planted when first we came to be here lost all its leaves at once one day last fall. IT never had before. I’ve worried over it. Now that spring is flirting with this winter’s … Continue reading

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WHAT’S AN OBJECT?

Seventy years ago Mrs. Eastland said to her 8th grade class: “Be am is are was were being been never, NEVER take an object!” We heard it frequently between September and June. These days I forget a bit but I’ll … Continue reading

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PIE IN THE MIDDLE EAST

I wandered into the kitchen as dawn came through the windows singling out  an apple pie on the counter that reached out to my salivary glands and tempted me beyond control. I noted the little fork marks all around the … Continue reading

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I’D HANDLE IT A DIFFERENT WAY

What can we rage against — we who’ve come to be so filled with years — surviving still amidst a world where rage is coming to be common? Perhaps because of how it’s been for us we can only manage … Continue reading

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SHY

He used to hide on the porch roof accessed through his bedroom window — hide when company arrived he did not care to see. He often wished he had the power to be invisible. As he grew up no one … Continue reading

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I BELIEVE

When I settle my old body into a bathtub filled with the hottest water I can stand I believe in God and my many doubts flee. The absolute pleasure of wallowing in the warmth deposes any conjecture about the divine. … Continue reading

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GEESE

When Canada  geese fly overhead honking and appearing beautiful it almost takes your breath away. But if a few of them should land and stay awhile it become propitious for you to watch where you are stepping. Many things in … Continue reading

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ABOUT OLD

When she said: “You’re only as old as you feel” I said: ”Well, meet a centenarian”. wishing I could manipulate my feelings. Another said: “I want to die young as late as possible.” Now that sounded pretty interesting but I … Continue reading

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INCIPIENT AUDACITY

The daffodils  began their journey before ground hog day pushing upward no matter what the forecast. At this stage nothing seems to harm them — neither snow nor ice deterring their incipient audacity. By the time their blossoms show we’ll … Continue reading

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