Tag: Transitions
Hate to say
Iraq is too much like Texas for my taste
all that desert and fundamentalist excess
and way, way too hot most of the year
Three flash story masterpieces
“The Scarlatti Tilt,” by Richard Brautigan
“Old Joe Clark,” American folksong
The Garden of Eden, Genesis 2 and 3
Candidly, in obscurity
Let’s face it. There’s no recognition in being a poet.
Cheap rent
Dwelling in a rundown, low-income part of town or the countryside is a common theme in much of my writing. Call it funky, if you will, but it’s there – like I recall.
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Assuming you’ve had a similar experience, where did you do your laundry?
So often originating in love sickness
my characters don’t lie … it’s one of my defects
Not so fast, Jack
“They’re all bad,” meaning politicians – well, the ones YOU (the speaker) vote for usually are. It’s no excuse to smear mine.
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There’s no excuse for mediocrity.
Or lowering the bar, is there?
Proclaimed loudly in the silence of Quaker worship
Mommy! I’ll be quiet!
Balance in imbalance
no straight lines, only the spiral endlessly reconfiguring
Jnana's Red Barn 