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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Monday, June 14, 2021

Every action shrinks the noun that made it

 

from this week in June 2014  (I was 69)

 

Every action shrinks the noun that made it

as Genesis shrunk the god to creation

quite a price for recognition

a defining of the Word

by saying what it did

Once that story starts

you can blame the author for anything

In every incantation is a mispronunciation

Every testament a singular perception

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