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, September 13, 2021

crows

 

from this week in September, 2016  (I was 71)

 

crows                                            

in oak shadows

feed

on seed

crowteries under trees

probe and peek

through blade and leaf

never stare

yet know I’m there

ignore not ignorant

tolerant of stillness

cautious

if stirred

give word

short flight

darker site

        

in and out of the shade                      

a consternation of crows

in a tribal tiff

tree to tree

ah vs. aw

territorial occupancy

over the mown turf

direct descents

displace squatters

flights of flocks

squawk strategy

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