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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Wednesday, September 2, 2020

There is little to be understood about natural impulse

 

from this week in September, 2019  (I was 74)

 

There is little to be understood about natural impulse

As it is unthinking it is unreflective

spontaneous and arbitrary

lacking cause and reason

unplanned and unconsidered

They say he had more guts than brains

thought going for broke was the only way to go

He flirted with death but courted disaster

wore a shirt that said Hairbrained Audacity

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