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, June 8, 2021

Of what sort are you or I

 

from this week June, 2018  (I was 73)

 

Of what sort are you or I

in the variety of the various

in which division of the divided

of what breed of the unbred

In what race do I run

for what class do my qualities qualify

Am I of a clique or coterie

a specious specimen or of legitimate specie

Is my family of a tribe a caste or clan

which might know what I am

of what character or persuasion

To what estate might I lay claim

and by knowing might lay blame

 

 

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