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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Friday, April 1, 2022

Sin seemingly original

 

April 1, 1973  (I was 28)

        ~Suffer Fools Gladly Day

 

Sin seemingly original

is most certainly an old buddy

He’s the primordial dealer

who has everything

though as for that

it is but one thing I need over and again

I have always been his customer

and his price has never changed

He takes away my voice

I cannot sing

If he was here before I lived

I’m sure he heard me coming

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