Monthly Archives: July 2014

WHERE I SEE CHOREOGRAPHED

Near nine p. m. on the first day of July light from the setting quarter moon mingled with the western twilight.   I delighted in this ambience to the point of being overwhelmed — all this from my window where … Continue reading

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OUR SLIDES

The slide from consciousness to sleep is longer now than it used to be — not the slide at nap time which is relatively new but the one I use at night. At least that’s how it is for me. … Continue reading

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MY PEN’S REPLACEMENT

The computer icon that I must put my finger on and push to gain access  to Apple’s word processing looks like a pen.   My pen yielded to this computer some time ago as I was lured away from ball points … Continue reading

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A DISTRACTION

The ducklings — sixteen of them just a little larger  than golf balls follow their mother around the grass — sometime so close to her they seem a part of her — and then they scatter some — one or … Continue reading

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THE BOUQUET

The flowers that arrived in a beautiful bouquet two weeks ago have graced a nearby table and have teased me by being an easy metaphor.   Some of them died before a week went by. Others are beginning to fade … Continue reading

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PLACES OF MANY FACES

When I go places where there are lots of people hurrying here and there — scurrying here and there — and there is massive ambient sound that permeates the air I declare that I don’t want to be there or … Continue reading

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PRAYER MATTERS

Many prayers  are garnished with the theme of hope — tantamount to a wish list.   Folks pretend  “If it be God’s will” when they articulate their overtures to whatever shape they think God is but they have their own … Continue reading

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I WISH I WEREN’T

Some days I wish I weren’t.   It’s the current of the years getting faster and faster while I’m not a laster anymore.   I can’t keep up yet I won’t shut up.   I’ll complain that things are not … Continue reading

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