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, May 4, 2019

Three Bits (37½ ¢)


from this week in May, 2015  (I was 70)

     Three Bits  (37½ ¢)
Was able to see the label
of a hammer and sickle
on the jar of pickles
I won’t embellish a lot
but I didn’t relish the thought

Comedians say funny things
Poets say things funny
The poet says The eye is slower than the hand
The comedian replies But only the nose runs

Some say No matter what you’ve got to be yourself
It only works until what matters is changing yourself
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