I don’t write in a journal everyday, but I have accumulated many entries over the past 50+ years beginning in 1966. Some items evolved into longer works. Among the leftovers little pieces survived. I thought a collection of these with a piece culled from the same date in a past year would make an interesting yearbook. The consistencies and inconsistencies of mind, skipping back and forth across time, provide varied perspectives. It is difficult to remember the context of the past we’ve lived; we also make suppositions about times that predate ourselves.

The few alterations from original drafts were to improve clarity. The worst of my work is not included. There remains enough mediocrity and immaturity to make me feel humble and you feel smart. There are also moments of accidental insight and incidental humor.

Author Stephen Crane referred to his little pieces as pills…apparently they were small and somewhat hard to swallow, but good for you.


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Friday, July 14, 2017

Tree


July 14, 1988  (I was 43)

         Tree
The Cambrian layer is the spongy tissue,
the cork capillaries beneath the rough bark
where growth happens, where nourishment is carried
up from the roots to leaf in the sun,
leaf whose flat green surface accepts carbonized toxin.
In the radiant light they give back the breath of earth.
Siphoned poisons are a source of strength.
Strength is flexibility rooted in a localized reality
that casts arms outward to winded birds,
drawing song to itself, reproductive music,
rhythmic synapse in subcutaneous cells.

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