Monthly Archives: November 2011

I TRY NOT TO EAT SEEDS

While I was pulling apart sections of a tangerine and putting them in my mouth I took note of the fact that I manipulate my mouth in such a way so that I can quite easily extricate the seeds.   … Continue reading

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PICTURES ON MY LAP

So many of the photographs are of folks who were and are no more.   There is a wasness about all  the pictures in my lap.   Even  those of the living — they are not the same as when … Continue reading

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CHILD CARE

I followed a toddler — a little girl with curls who was intrigued with the sidewalks we have here. I  kept her safe and from wandering too far.   I wondered  as I watched how the baby Jesus was when … Continue reading

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SELF PITY

Yes, I’ve been tempted by self-pity. She has a tendency to use her wiles on older folks more than those who lives are in their prime.   And she has no sexual preference. I’ve yielded to her fancies some times … Continue reading

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I CHIDED MYSELF

He was smarter than I — better looking than I — more popular than I — made the first teams in our sporting events.   When we graduated he went to Yale and I, into the Navy.   I lost … Continue reading

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WITH SILENCE ON MY GRAVE

I gave up measuring God some time ago — even giving Him or Her or It a name. (I’ll use He for your convenience)   He has grown considerably since I used to call Him names — or so it … Continue reading

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SOUNDS IN THE KITCHEN

I hear sounds in the kitchen — chopping sounds that I have heard before on any occasions.   Usually I’m consulted — apparently I’ll not be this time.   I’ve been open to surprises and I’ll be so once again. … Continue reading

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NOSTALGIA

I go back, sometimes when time’s demands are few to locate some sadness or some joy that I have visited before. I do not want the past to vanish  from my memory lest I lose what I embraced — what … Continue reading

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THE ANGEL OF THE NIGHT

There are times when I’m going off to sleep that I think about old age and its contingencies — and it really gets to me. In the morning I often find that in the night an angel came and took … Continue reading

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WATER

I have to walk a little to get a good view of the lake. If you want a good view without walking your rent is higher. And so here, as everywhere, water is costly. I have learned to imagine water … Continue reading

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