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, June 10, 2022

I recollect and recount

 

 June 10, 2012  (I was 67)

 

I recollect and recount another

variant of my walk in the park

where I interrupt the lustful chittering

of a pair of brown squirrels in a cherry tree

They cease their coquettish flittering

to perch and watch me watching them

I see them wonder if I will keep them subdued

in this blossoming tree or if I will preferably please

move on to leave them about their cherry business.

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