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, August 14, 2019

The menehune are serious folk


from this week in 2014 and2015  (I was 69 &70)

The menehune are serious folk
you can tell by how they play
In the dark it’s go for broke
on lava slide they made that day

Serious are the menehuene folk
You hear it in their songs
sung in throaty lower notes
against the throbbing gongs
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The menehune are serious folk
they plant and pull and pound the poi
they be tough and gruff as any moke
to pry and punch and poke be joy

Serious are the menehune folks
they peel your fruit and steal your tools
practical are their kind of jokes
they no suffer gladly any fools
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