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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Wednesday, May 22, 2019

(title)


May 22, 2010  (I was 65)   
   
In a book of poems I saw each
                    (title)
set in parenthesis
                         (like an afterthought)
(or a secret) that might otherwise escape
(a pair of icons) signifying ‘If You Insist’
(a full moon) reflecting everything inspired
(summarized here for you)
(a direction to the destination)
on the trail that follows

Anonymous is the author
of the best work in each of us
the one who uses us to say the best truths
in a way so clear it’s obvious to everyone
that no one wrote it
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