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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Saturday, February 29, 2020

As the separation of action and thought


from this week in 2010  (I was 65)

As the separation of action and thought
so the separation of meaning and belief
As the separation of anxiety and contentment
     the separation of desire and need
As the separation of clothing and skin
     the separation of superego and id
As the separation of existence and recognition
     the separation of inhalation and exhalation
As the separation of life and living
     the separation of gravity and flight
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