Daily poetry and journal entries from the past 50 years, each from this same date.
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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Saturday, September 30, 2017
Incant for September 30
Friday, September 29, 2017
Stanley likes to skate
Thursday, September 28, 2017
Down at the vehicle house
Wednesday, September 27, 2017
late night in Long Beach
Tuesday, September 26, 2017
Last Night September rain
we hide our bodies in thicker coats,
Monday, September 25, 2017
Motive Psychal –a theory
Sunday, September 24, 2017
Passing Time
Saturday, September 23, 2017
Older vultures know
Friday, September 22, 2017
Ollie and Stanley at the Studio
to the Executive: Ollie is seriously funny. In any role he plays, emphasizing the any. Ollie turns crimson. He is irate and attempts to shove Stanley behind him.