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, April 12, 2022

A look in the glass

 

April 12, 1980  (I was 35)

 

A look in the glass

Me again

Less hair than before

Same lines in an older story

Proud forehead with knots in it

Circled eyes that saw too much

without ever looking

Mouth that said both yes and no

too often

Heart that failed

to warm helping others

Those broken locks groomed by wind

cover a pellet mind within gray stone

Perhaps sustained vision can shatter image

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