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, October 18, 2019

stunt


October 18, 2009  (I was 64)

                  stunt
At a particular time for each thing
that we think and thing that we do
we become stunted
Suddenly or progressively we stop
or grind to a halt in the height that we grow
our running speed begins to slow
We eat what we ate read what we read
we sleep when we dream in our particular bed
Affects and attitudes are reflex and platitudes
expansive becomes exclusive variety intrusive
When we think what we thought
our forefathers thought we forget
that they thought we would think
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