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, January 18, 2019

Orders for the Borders


From this week in January 2017  (I was 72)

       Orders for the Borders
Mexicans don’t stall building that wall
American labor cannot savor it
If army engineers are sought it
will cost more pesos than you’ve got

O Canada I can understand
why you’d fence in home and native land
With glowing hearts we see it rise
strong and free against True North skies

Oregon we think you’re okay
as long as you don’t come to stay
Tijuana we’ll rename Tunnel City
to keep our farmlands green and pretty

In California we’d desire
chain link and barbed wire
all along the great Sierra hump
Separate us from red states that putin Trump
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