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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Saturday, August 7, 2021

In the dark all other is alien and obstacle

 

August 7, 2005  (I was 60)

 

In the dark all other is alien and obstacle

no gradation of layered shadow

no dimension to propose definition

no hues to confuse judgment

 

In the void no foreign whisper alters thought

no debate is stirred by falling tree

From the constant taste of self ingestion

nothing swallowed poses question

 

No fragrance to become odor no ripe to rot

no crawl no shiver no sweat to skin

Only in the bright world of gravity and sky

we begin to sense the depths that lie

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