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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Monday, November 12, 2018

Inspirational Television


from this week in November, 1980  (I was 35)

            Inspirational Television
You’ve got Earl Campbell breaking into the secondary,
He bounces off linebackers pivots outside or inside
then runs like water through an open funnel

You’ve got Carl Sagan bursting out of the solar system.
He articulates the stars, expletives in the void,
brain matter funneling through a black hole.

Then you’ve got Bob Dylan born again like nobody else,
turns down wings and walks the edge of Heaven;
flips the funnel over the audience and gets them looking up.

There’s Johnny Carson coming through the curtain,
nods to Ed, fakes to Doc, illuminates the limelight
and slides the celebs down the couch.

Earl Campbell, Carl Sagan, Dylan and Johnny.
They are so stylish doing what they do
I think polished thoughts driving to work next morning.

You’ve got Kallio moving through the traffic
flashing in and out of grace,
muscle and physical universe, mind and wicked smile.

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