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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Thursday, January 17, 2019

There is a melody in the background


January 17, 2014  (I was 69)

There is a melody in the background
a melody you may not hear
but the xylophone notes that float
in thought sound clear

There is a tune I hang the word upon
and the word is carried along a drift
from the tones of the vibraphone
serenading the cerebellum

It hums a song of balance and dance
It is a presence a pose and a posture
The inspired movements of romance
an equilibrium in which you’re lost

There is a consonance of concordant harmony
the incidental music of the mind
we find synchronized and euphonious
waiting for your expression
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