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A Frog for Cheryl

Posted on February 10, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: This is a reprint of a poem I published years ago in Licking River Review. Not sure why, but I’ve been thinking about my long-gone friend Cheryl, who died when we were ten. The poem also appears on jamesrichardstewart.com.”) … Continue reading →

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Double Haiku–Tracks and Ties

Posted on February 7, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Wind chill howls the cut; tracks and ties a frozen stretch; hands hide in warm down. Breathing plumes a fog seen by the falcon flying out of vapor’s reach. (tracks by Leora Wenger (leoraw.com); falcon from falconnippers.com)

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Elk on Holiday

Posted on February 6, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Dear Hop-Two-Legs, Did you see us downtown? That was a fun day. It was nerve-wracking for me, but the youngsters had a good time and the females kept them in line. The grass in the meadow by the Ridge Path … Continue reading →

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To Grow and Be Safe

Posted on January 26, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Well. You’re both down there now with pieces of my heart, shared like brie on a plate for the enjoyment of this family who loves unconditionally and proffers a home to grow in and be safe. We are emptier than … Continue reading →

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Silly Old Cat

Posted on January 25, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Silly old cat. You almost made it to twenty. What is that in cat years? You never gave in to mere affection and were loathe to suffer a belly rub. You drew blood from the uninitiated. Maine Coon and who … Continue reading →

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Buddy Elks Out an Existence

Posted on January 19, 2014 by Jim Stewart

(Note: Travel day today. We’re headed 993 miles north, back to the northwest winter. I’m okay with that.–jrs) Dear Biped, Lots of grass to eat today. We’re in that big meadow behind your house, which is mostly dark and has … Continue reading →

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Morning Haiku

Posted on January 6, 2014 by Jim Stewart

Feeding frenzied chickadees; suet hard and cold; ambrosia warms small wings. My favorite little guys:

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The Caper Salad Caper #5

Posted on December 31, 2013 by Jim Stewart

(Note: Okay. I’m done with this now (probably). And yes, there was a time when cell phones did not exist (think big hair and discos). Thanks for your patience. This is my last post of the year, unless something falls … Continue reading →

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Buddy Elk Believes

Posted on December 24, 2013 by Jim Stewart

Dear Biped, Spent some time with that dog I mentioned in my last letter and asked him about that baring your teeth thing that had me puzzled. He said you do that when you are amused or happy. Do you … Continue reading →

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Opening for Ironwood #2–Dead Me

Posted on December 18, 2013 by Jim Stewart

(Note: this is one of three openings I’ve written for the “next” Ironwood novel.–jrs) Bucket’s nose in my ear woke me up. I cracked open an eye. It was still dark. I reached out, ruffled his soft ears, and tapped … Continue reading →

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