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Blink
Aging,we realize that we are any given agefor only a moment. So quickly it passes–all passes. At this end of the journeywe become observers(like God,outside the stream of time,watching time's flightlike a single turning of the clock): a… Continue reading
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Kiss Me
"Kiss me," he said, "or I shall die,die of a battered heart." "Oh, please," she said. "Your drama putsthe cart before the horse.You shall not die; you'll just be sad;I've often trod this course.'I'll die! I'll swoon! The bucket kickwithout… Continue reading
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If I Ruled the Country
If I ruled the country,every political candidatewould be givenone four-page brochurein which to outlinehis/her platform and agenda.That's all. In this brochure,they would not be allowedto mention other candidates,but only to tell us,"This is what I stand for,what I hope to… Continue reading
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The Convention
Twenty-seven floors above Indianapolis:I stand at my hotel windowand soar, like a bird, over the river, across which grinds a long train of empty coal cars,over a vacant, blue-seated baseball stadium,over anonymous autos crawling the Interstate,past other tall hotels where, possibly,… Continue reading
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A Room for the Night
My neon flickers,but still reads VACANCY.I am a motel of emotions,hidden from the Interstate,found only when wandering back roads. Lost? Lonely?Low on funds?Leaning into your limits?There's a room for you–small, clean,with heat, hot water, genuine rest for the night. For those… Continue reading
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These Words
These words are mine to write.They are not yours.They are the clearing in the forestwhere I chant and dance and take chances.These words are mine to write. Your words are yours to write.They are not mine.They are the glass panel… Continue reading