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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Tuesday, September 10, 2019

It’s an emergency call nine one one


September 10, 2006  (I was 61)

It’s an emergency call nine one one
The voice on the other end has been trained
to lead you from trauma to information
from problem to resolution
September is the ninth month
the month of birth in procreation
as well as the month beginning autumn
Try to remember
the fire of September…
And the pair of ones
numeric twins to those two towers
lucky on the Vegas tables
and like the double lines
through the  dollar sign
so popular in America
Little is spoken
of the symbolic symmetry
too much a token
of precisely calculated infamy
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