The Threat

This time it came too close to home. My son and daughter-in-law live close to Manchester and he, being a concert rigger, often works in the Arena. Fortunately, he wasn’t there last night. But he could have been. My horror of the hate and violence that has washed over us …

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May 8th, 2017

Remnants of dreams Clinging to the insides of my eyes and on my tongue The air laden with moisture A curious jay peers inside Under a steel-gray sky It’s snowing in California Mother’s Day snow they say In France Voices of reason Cheer themselves hoarse The bigot lost And we’ve …

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Changes

Has it really been almost a month since I wrote last? Time flies and I do have the excuse that I was tied up for more than a week with houseguests and traveling. But the truth is that I’ve been casting around for a theme to write about that promises …

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