Category Archives: Life

Spirit, Living

Posted on August 16, 2017 by

I am a spirit living in the aging body of a white man. People I admire despise my meat. People I despise glorify my biological ancestry. The crux ignored: I am a spirit, living. (mediadiversified.org)

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Haiku: Waiting for Three

Posted on December 27, 2016 by

What is it about two o’clock, the bitching hour? Dreaded double-strike. The eyes snap open, no retreat from wakefulness– it’s just a poem.

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Haiku: Perspective

Posted on November 14, 2016 by

A tree in my yard, upheaval in my country. The tree stays the same.

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Haiku: Comfortably Close

Posted on August 30, 2016 by

Little squirrel chirps six feet from my smiling face: half-hearted scolding. (pinterest.com)

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May December Be

Posted on April 27, 2016 by

You are younger than my daughter, but you are not my daughter. The rich human history of young women and old men is a cross-grain of joyful noise and heartache. Wisdom is the most valuable attribute in both directions, a … Continue reading →

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Haiku–Bright Slippers

Posted on March 1, 2016 by

Sunlight finds my feet, warming better than slippers; Drowsiness follows.

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When the Dream Begins

Posted on December 21, 2015 by

When the dream begins you are not quite there; you love her rumpled face with the thousand-yard stare, and the dream begins. When the dream begins you focus on the now, you see the path ahead, but you don’t quite see the … Continue reading →

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