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, July 4, 2020

Are These Connected?

July 4, 2019  (I was 74)

 

         Are These Connected?

 

Inversion is a first attempt at rejection

repudiation a word learned later

The difference between

I shall turn the world around and

I’ll kick the world in the ass

 

Ambition is always a case of eating

fast enough to avoid being eaten

 

Just because you can’t think of it right now

doesn’t mean you’ll think of it later

 

Sure I could say I’ll try to be nicer but

abrasion has its qualities

in eventually smoothing things out

so they can take the shine

 

The Poets’ Basketball team:

The Iambic Five

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