Monthly Archives: June 2013

THE TURNING OF THE EARTH

  On rare occasions when I am ambulating north I feel the turning of the earth from left to right — that motion feeling oh so slight but there amidst the labyrinth of my sensory perceptions.   It mostly happens … Continue reading

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TEMPORARY

The sand sculptors at the Melbourne  Zoo were  most impressive but what impressed me most was knowing that all of them will be just a pile of sand in just a little while — will become as they began before … Continue reading

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REASONABLE GLOOM

I stumbled across the words in a poem by a woman whose name is Denise: Reasonable gloom.     Maybe I did not so much stumble as hesitate. Yes, I hesitated and then savored the two words.   This  happens … Continue reading

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WALKING ALONE

In the early morning I prefer to walk alone — listening to the birds and the sounds of my pacing and my whirling mind.   There are twin ladies whom I encounter sometimes — and couples — folks with their … Continue reading

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WHINING AND EMAIL

Some time ago I suggested to God that I’d prefer to save my villi (hair on the inner ear that transmits waves to the brain that turns them into sound) and lose the hair on top of my head.   … Continue reading

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THE MIRACLE STILL OCCURS

Long ago I learned about the sun rise — how its flourishing began to touch the sky where east awaited light, beginning day. From that belief my mind could not be swayed.   Of course the sun comes up — … Continue reading

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THE LUXURY OF WATCHING

The small cloud puffs move southward.   The higher clouds not puffy move much more slowly toward the north — and  appear as lace far above my face.   And here and there some blue comes through — but only … Continue reading

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COMPARISONS

  There are folks I know who are better off than I: fiscally and physically.   There are folks I know who are worse off than I fiscally and physically.   I am in the middle it seems to me. … Continue reading

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WRITING WIDOWS

Too often, it seems I write to newly made widows.   My penmanship is still legible — but barely.   I  cannot keep this up, and I will not have to.   At some point the one I most cherish … Continue reading

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I HOPE THAT SHE WILL FIND A POET

I  was allowed to read her poem written for Mother’s Day.   She rhymed mothers with brothers and smothers– lunch with munch.   Unwritten but totally there was love.   I who had never  met her nor her mother until … Continue reading

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