All That Remains

…. It’s a long, long way to yesterday, a whole lot of water now gone. An uncle once said, It”s been a good day. It comes out in the wash when all done. ~ There are triolets here, a couple more there – then, bit by bit, disappear. I remember it most, the Real wholly […] Continue reading

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Whitman’s Hymn

….the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun.  (Walt Whitman)   ~ And where are you now my frolicsome friend, under my boot-heels     in grass?   I know.  You said. You’d always be there, in the leaf of a page,     turning fast.   Teaching while turning, coy-fully punning; […] Continue reading

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