The Past

Recently, I received (by way of my sister) many treasures and mementos that flooded me with memories of the past. The camera that my mother used from the early 50’s up until the day she couldn’t get parts for it anymore. Baby photos I’d never seen before. Baby photos taken…

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Love and Detachment

I watched as the hawk tore at the flesh of the young hare. The evening before, the young ones had emerged from the tall grass to play tag with their parents in the open field. Now, the two adult hares watched the hawk from the edge of the tall grass.…

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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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