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, July 24, 2020

It is a privileged entertainment

from this week in July 2019  (I was 74)

 

It is a privileged entertainment

having freedom from want and some time

to examine pieces of the past

considering which shapes fit together

to form if not a picture a design

that might reveal a pattern a motif

a recurrence of contrast and color

the subtle suggestion of a theme

to establish a continuity

a speculative comprehension

plausible today and repairable tomorrow

in privileged reconsideration

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