The Winds Of Autumn
Now comes the wind through the trees, be they palm, ash or oak, or my childhood dream, the eucalyptus. Spacer The foolish crow chases the great red-tailed hawk round and round in the sky as the afternoon air elevates. Spacer The squirrels run up, up, up into the tall palms, the […]
Read more →Okay, So My Heart Is Broken
Okay, so my heart is broken and I’m not sure why. What I know instead is that looking back won’t fix it. Humpty-Dumpty made that clear so very long ago. Okay, so my heart is broken and here’s why: expectations and dreams are now in the past and cannot come true, or they’re still […]
Read more →When I Was A Kid…
…my family moved to the U.S. from Lincoln, England. I was five years old. It was the summer of 1956. We were all refugees in our heads and my father was a refugee in fact. He’d fled Poland in 1939, made it to England and joined the RAF. He met my mother at Friday night […]
Read more →Sunset By The Sea
Here, time is its own hourglass The sun a mirror of its own reflection The ocean a wave foaming into itself The distance closes around me I am the landscape and the viewer I see with my eyes closed tight
Read more →First Day of 2012
okay, okay, it’s new years day the food is eaten, the old year beaten and we are on our way but where to this time around? up? down? win? lose? is it we who choose? some days yes, some days no so here’s me, wishing you, the things you need be the […]
Read more →I Held Perfection
I went fishing last Friday. I wrote this poem about the experience. I’ve also recorded my reading of the poem, which you can listen to by clicking the link at the end of this post. I hope you enjoy them both. ______________ I held Perfection I held perfection in my hand at the water’s […]
Read more →Chapter 29: Character Assassin
John spent less and less time at home. He practically lived now with a lady named Jeri in Hollywood somewhere. We hadn’t met her, but we knew they were probably going to get married sometime. She was an agent I think, and I figured she helped him get on all the shows he was in […]
Read more →Ignorance (poem)
The headline said there was no smell of human decay in the car trunk… The girl’s body may have been in there anyway, securely wrapped in a plastic bag, the police sergeant was kind enough to add. If you were the mother or if you were the father or the brother or the sister […]
Read more →Falling For Love (short story)
Here in Chianti, in the heart of Tuscany, the weather has turned very cold, all the way down to zero Celsius, and there’s rumor of snow in the mountain passes as I write. It’s unusual for such freezing weather in October, but I’ve seen unusual weather frequently during my past four months of travel. Locals […]
Read more →The Poem
It has to be incomprehensible. That’s the first thing. Or at least super-difficult to understand. If you can get through it, find the meaning, then it can’t be it. You have to struggle, work hard, riddle it out. Education helps sometimes less than you’d think. If streetwise, then go out and get experience Somewhere, live […]
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