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Blog postLet’s be serious. (A very stern look.) Ha, fooled ya. Probably scared you a tick or a tock if you’ll admit it. You won’t? Are you sure? Are you absolutely certain? Fine, be that way. I can be that way too. (Arms folded.) These are serious times, calling for serious columns and serious verse. But at this moment we will not be serious. We will ignore the times, the clock, the hands of Fate, and declare that it is time for a
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Blog postI was planning to call this “Blank”. I had even typed it up at the top in preparation, but at the last minute I decided to change the theme, so I guess you readers have dodged a bullet. One that creates much noise and smoke while signifying nothing. Just a typical exercise in poetic reflecting, or columnity, or something to that effect. You know what I mean. Hopefully. If not, don’t worry. You are not alone. There are many out there who have no
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Blog postTime, time, time. I think it’s time. Yes, that’s what it is. The next subject for a poetic reflection. No, no, no. Scratch that. Well, it is high time for a new column. I mean, here it is the sixth year of writing them (having passed the fifth anniversary ten months ago). It is nearly the seventh year, in fact, and I’m just getting around to it? I would say this is long overdue. The clock has been sprung, and the pendulum has flown o
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Blog postAlthough I tend to be old-fashioned and behind the times in many ways, whether by choice or budget or for some other reason probably a bit more peculiar, I do on occasion manage to be on time. It is purely by accident most of the time. It’s not as if I have some big or little clock I consult like a crystal ball to guide me. It just sort of happens, as it would happen, and of course I have to make the best of the situation. What choice do I have? So here I am on t
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Blog postFishing about in my brainpool for a suitable title and theme of my next poetry column, I hooked a big one. You know the beast, one of those grandiose whoppers that gives birth to legends. Despite the magnitude of its dimensions, it is a little odd as a subject for a group of poems, yet that has never stopped me before. In fact, it only seems to encourage me. And now that I think of it, perhaps it is high time for a column that is rather outlandishly off the track and a
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Blog post'Tis that time of year, my dear, when it must be mentioned unmentionable things. You know what I'm talking about . . . all the things that get swept under the rug the rest of the time because we're too busy living and struggling to get along with ourselves and each other to acknowledge them. And perhaps we don't like to think about them. Maybe, too, some of us are in denial that they exist. Oh, but they do. There is an entire history of these things. "
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Blog postIn life there are periods of calm punctuated by phases of unrest when things become hectic. And then there are times when You-Know-Where breaks loose and we are thrust into a state of absolute havoc. But that isn't what I wish to discuss. It's simply an observation. We all have those sudden cliffhangers when the tension is cranked beyond our limit. When we're dangling by a scrawny filament or skating on a brittle sheet of ice. We may even feel disoriented,
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Blog postYes, you read correctly. This is about perspiration. But not just any perspiration. No, no. The stuff of inspiration. More to my point, the sweat of inspiration. I'm not talking about sweaty armpits. I refer instead to the beaded brow of an artist slaving feverishly to convey the resplendent vision of an illuminated mind struck by . . . you guessed it . . . inspiration.
I am going to be uncharacteristically redundant, so please bear with me. < -
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Blog postThere is a lot of static in the world. The drone or buzz of contention in the air. A steady hum in your ears if you're like me. You can hear it if you stop to listen. It's there, whether soft or loud, in the electric wires; in the throb of pulses, the steady march of Time. In the heat of a moment when everything stands still and some messed-up misguided member of society feels alienated or miserable enough to contemplate something unthinkable, drastic, catastroph
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Blog postIf people could save all of the time in a bottle that they spend in retrospect . . . clinging to what was or what could have been instead of looking forward to life, moving on . . . they would probably have time for all of the things they're too busy to do now. Or maybe, like me, they're just plain too busy. I am by nature a progressive person — thinking ahead, optimistic, endeavoring to get somewhere. Quite often I feel like the White Rabbit from Alice's Adventures In Wonde
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