Category Archives: memory

A Celebration of Brian Doyle

Posted on October 3, 2017 by

Wonderful piece by Michael McGregor. Check it out: https://magazine.nd.edu/news/the-story-catcher/ Advertisements

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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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Tanka–Who Was I?

Posted on March 23, 2015 by

A rainy morning: I wonder who I might be; the windows are streaked. Trees await my scrutiny; is it windier out there?   (top: situation-kunst.de; bottom: controlyourcash.com)

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Little Mind

Posted on February 17, 2015 by

My little mind seeks its way among large things in a vastness it cannot comprehend. I am glad it keeps going, past questions without answers, being stubborn that way, in blind faith, on some kind of mission, believing there is … Continue reading →

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Road and Synapse

Posted on October 8, 2014 by

The gravel on this road long unused crackles with unfamiliar noise under my well-worn tires. My elbow thrusts into hot air, bared to sun and desert. Synapses not used in years fire in solidarity with the road, transporting me to … Continue reading →

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Bastards of Pain

Posted on July 18, 2014 by

So, what do you do when the bastards of pain camp on your front porch? Do you politely ask them to leave? Or do you wade into them with rage and a machete? Usually, with pain—physical, emotional, whatever—the bastards like … Continue reading →

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Reminders in Early July

Posted on July 4, 2014 by

(The Fourth is a grand holiday. It’s my sister’s birthday. We live in a truly great country where we are mostly safe and enjoy opportunities rare in the big picture. Most often, I am proud to be American. But…  –jrs) … Continue reading →

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Table Circle

Posted on July 2, 2014 by

Laughter in the house tonight: small voices grow large spilling down the race of conversation around the table with its rattling dice cup. All support every roll. Applause abounds. Life will roll on, a collection of memories: sweet, bitter, sour, … Continue reading →

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Peace and Fire

Posted on June 20, 2014 by

We kissed: lips groping without knowing, hands benign and trembling, timid and still. You were a gift I did not understand. I had no way to accept the strange dichotomy of peace and fire. When I moved away to California … Continue reading →

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Big Rocks — Little Rocks

Posted on June 18, 2014 by

“Time to make little rocks out of big rocks.” Work is work. I remember: cold clouds slung low, soaking all of us, men and machines thundering through my earplugs and muffs as a thousand drummers play with wild abandon. I … Continue reading →

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