Monthly Archives: September 2011

THE BIG BLACK DUCK

The big black duck with red eye brows and white smudges over its feathered body appears near the edge of Sunset Lake most mornings in September. it hops when I come along. It hops because it has one leg — … Continue reading

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WHICH I HAVE BECOME

When I was ten a friend of mine and of several others somehow procured a recording of farts — loud ones, long ones short ones, weird ones. We played it over and over thinking it was the funniest thing that … Continue reading

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MY ARCHIVES

The waves keep lapping on the sandy shore — advancing and retreating — foreword, back. And I succumb — its mesmerizing cadence holds me captive. My mind is being stilled and an agenda thought to be quite crucial flees to … Continue reading

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The Editor

My memory is constantly being edited by my unconscious. Since I cannot reach the editor (though I’ve tried) I have no idea of his reliability. I must accept the final copy as to how it actually was. I hope the … Continue reading

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THE FIRST IN LINE

The old millstone laid flat across a stream crept into my mind after being absent for many years laying claim again to be my earliest memory. I still can see the water passing by beneath it. What in me led … Continue reading

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AC

How did Adam ever live without AC’s benefits? How did Eve survive without electric coolness? Spoiled are we who live with climate catering care — who manipulate the heat and chill with fingertips — who make demands on thermostats so … Continue reading

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A DAY AT A TIME

I’ve got nothing against Jesus but when somebody I’ve just met asks: “Are you a Christian?” I’m a tad put out. Or when I’m asked: “Have you accepted Jesus?” I don’t really know what they mean. Of course I’ve read … Continue reading

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WITH NO IDEA

The cattle seem to bless us as they move about the hills — convey to us a sense of peace. There’s something in their distant stature which suggests that all is well with God and man and beast. They are … Continue reading

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I HOPED TOO SOON

It seemed when I first went out to see the moon that its path to the west clear. I saw no clouds as it climbed the eastern sky. I hoped too soon. The clarity dissolved so swiftly, for a distant … Continue reading

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A CHANGING

The leaves on the branches of the trees are doodling — fiddling around with the nearby air. They don’t know what to do — are waiting for some signal that would make their motions serious and less mysterious than now. … Continue reading

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