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, September 13, 2019

crows


from this week in September, 2016  (I was 71)

crows                                            
in oak shadows
feed
on seed
crowteries under trees
probe and peek
through blade and leaf
never stare
yet know I’m there
ignore not ignorant
tolerant of stillness
cautious
if stirred
give word
short flight
darker site
        
in and out of the shade                      
a consternation of crows
in a tribal tiff
tree to tree
ah vs. aw
territorial occupancy
over the mown turf
direct descents
displace squatters
flights of flocks
squawk strategy
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