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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Tuesday, March 2, 2021

Other Prayers

 

March 2, 1997  (I was 52)

        

         Other Prayers

Swing low sweet chariot

for Judas Iscariot

swinging near the potter’s field

 

The kiss bestowed in the garden

was accepted with implicit pardon

from a master whose lips and fate were sealed

 

Is it I is it I at fault

they asked and passed the salt

while he knelt and washed their feet

 

It was those thirty silver pieces

that built the church of Jesus

and both men bought the death of deceit

 

Then upon a crumbling rock

stood and crowed the cock

for the other shepherd who feared the rood

 

Thus the hanging tree and cross of wood

have for twenty centuries stood

to define evil as well as good

 

So swing low for Judas Iscariot

let him ride the golden chariot

while we take retribution and bury it.

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