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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Sunday, October 27, 2019

theirs


October 27, 2007  (I was 62)

                  theirs
Other peoples’ children praise the Lord
with no sense of his humility
pass judgment knowing they are judged favorably

Other people’s children have body piercings
They wear hindrances through every sensory organ
and cut-away clothes to expose their tats

Other people’s children withhold their opinions
Their restrained considerations
Produce an impeccable silence

Other people’s children know the value of art
is determined in the auction house
The true critic is counted currency

Other people’s children realize introspection
creates the illusionary devil of self-doubt
and can lead to self-denial

No child of mine was ever like this
because other people are the parents
of other people’s children

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