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In Which We Examine #MyWritingProcess

Hashtags in my elaborate system of titles and numbers that’s incomprehensible even to me? Why not, Gentle Reader? Especially since my internet-girlfriend Ekgo tagged me in this blog tour about the writing process, and it’s sort of required. Well, not … Continue reading

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Poetic Interlude LVII

Today’s Guest-Post-By-My-Deceased-Father was written one Mother’s Day for Grandmother. I hope you enjoy it, Gentle Reader. I thought I’d seen everything. I’ve been over the mountain and seen the other side. I saw wonders there I couldn’t describe, But then … Continue reading

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Poetic Interlude LVI

Yet another guest post by my Dad. Go figure. Sometimes I am afraid. Not of death for I know who I am and what I’ve been. I’m afraid of life for Sometimes I don’t know which way to turn. The … Continue reading

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Poetic Interlude LII

  A Soiree I want to live at a cocktail party, A perpetual seven o’clock: Where all of the guests are assembled with care, Where the sociable socialites flock, Where wherever you move, within the air Is sensitive sensible talk! … Continue reading

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Poetic Interlude L

Literature   O! You be Ryder – I’ll be Flyte, I’ll gently go to your good night. Travel through my Antique Land – Leave your footprints on the sand. Bowl your heart right down my street: We’ll see if it’s … Continue reading

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Poetic Interlude XLIX

A guest post, today, by my deceased father. Spirit   I went to the mountains a few days ago to renew my spirit, as I did in the old days. I wanted to sit on an ice-covered rock and listen … Continue reading

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Poetic Interlude XLIV

This poem, and others like it, are available in  Patchwork Narrative, my slim volume of poetry, available here and here. Enjoy! On a Cloudy Day A patchwork grey of fog and cloud Blankets all my days, And, in evening, I … Continue reading

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Poetic Interlude XLIII

As I’m currently in Alaska, Gentle Reader, a poem that I wrote many years ago in Dutch Harbor. This poem, and others like it, are available in  Patchwork Narrative, my slim volume of poetry, available here and here. Enjoy! Courtship … Continue reading

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Poetic Interlude XLII

A special guest post by my deceased father, with whom I’m collaborating. The sight of an eagle soaring high Or a wolf howling, wild and free The sound of a robin chirping, Welcoming the morning light, The taste of a … Continue reading

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Library Books

The Task: To leave little notes in the margins of library books, then return them to their natural habitat. The Execution: Fear not, Librarian Friends. As much as I love marginalia – especially in used textbooks, when I was at … Continue reading

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