The Last Days of Quarai

~ I with my camera take shots of the rocks, and ponder the labors all lost. For years upon years, this place remains here, when day after day all trickle away – The memory,  a history, a place called Quarai. Once diurnal pueblo of everyday people, now lie your ruins, this place once be-troubled – […] Continue reading

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The Land O Plenty

~  In the Land O Plenty a tow-head is born to a freshly made married young couple.   They had gotten themselves perhaps into trouble, from whence a tow-head got formed.   Her family, all farmers, migrate from strip-farms to steel-mills in Depression and war.   His, they’re all vets, from Union and Rebel; they’re […] Continue reading

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Memes

~ The West was won   many times over. There was more than a win   and a loss, to that tale.   The number of wins’   opposite number,   those of the losses, are numbers as well.   They rise, they swell;   yet, no one will tell. No one remembers   another […] Continue reading

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Thus Spake The Fifties

~ I watched the best minds of the next generation listen to poetry by Allen Ginsberg.   He’d risen in status from Beatnik, Pothead, to teacher, cult figure, and icon, instead.   Such change to the country that’s come to the fore. I swear from my grave – It was never before!   If this […] Continue reading

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Pell Mell, The Mad Dash

  “Washington is not a place to live in. The rents are high, the food is bad, the dust is disgusting and the morals are deplorable. Go West, young man, go West and grow up with the country.”                                 –Horace […] Continue reading

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From a Grain of Salt

  The Written Word is a Magical Thing;   Most Actions, however, are Boring…..   From Action, some say,     one lays claim to fame.   I’m sorry, but that smacks     bassackwards.     In Words, which are written,     Languages, spoken, Concepts, Percepts, Ideations;     in these!  to me […] Continue reading

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A Kook, On The Kiva

A Kook, On The Kiva …. The Cliff-dwellers, at Bandolier, live there no more. Yet, people still stop to pay their Hellos, where homes have no rooves, windows, or doors, and ask: Why did they leave? Where did they go? What is a Kiva? and What is it for? Some, hold to notions they came […] Continue reading

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