Poor Whip-Poor-Will

…. Here then, a tale, as told by a Grannie, to the Grandson giving her hell. As this story goes, it’s really quite old – It arose from the dust, a cock-and-bull tale, and is just as such, of a poor Whip-Poor-Will: a fabliau, from New Mexico…. ~ “This much I know, when politics fail […] Continue reading

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Poor Whip-Poor-Will

…. Here then, a tale as told by a Grannie, to the Grandson, giving her hell. As this story goes, it’s really quite old – It rose from the dust of New Mexico…. ~ This much I know, when politics fail – it falls upon most folks; it pales them most greatly. Failure qua Failure […] Continue reading

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Golden Gate Bay

~ I didn’t start school as early as others, but rather, in media res and was further expelled more early, as matters, beginning with grade level K. They don’t give out grades in old California, out near the Golden Gate Bay; they didn’t give grades, I must inform ya, they didn’t give grades to grade […] Continue reading

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Tales of the Tribe

  Tales of the Tribe http://wp.me/p102ON-E6  Synopsis: Society creates the stories it tells itself: factual, specious, apocryphal, dishonest; by any rendition, according to Wallace Stevens, will still be a fiction.  Myth wears the clothes of its culture, will always be a social fact, and those who would eschew these basic facets of humanity, will prove […] Continue reading

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Union Station and Paradigm Shift

  An abstract journey through concrete Americana with a lagniappe through the “Great Discussion.” From serious humor to light-hearted gravitas, this is a trip you need to enjoy. Poetic postcards of Americana will be provided for. Our trip commences upon your arrival at Union Station, and continues until we arrive at a Paradigm Shift – […] Continue reading

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Summer Magic

~ Those deep May days, someone will say, somewhere in Central Virginia:      It’s the end of the month, where people will jump –      Winter is gone from Virginia. And boys wearing flip-flops watch girls in their gym shorts take out their pups for short walks, from porches. And from such enclosures, […] Continue reading

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Farewell to all that

~ Farewell to the ocean, the notion of fun; warm days and sun rays, California sun. Goodbye to the patrons who wished for us well; Farewell to the chevron, two years of hell. Comes now the moment, we knew that it would, lying once latent, it shows when it should. Adios, mis amigos; adieu, everyone. […] Continue reading

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Immortals

So there you still go now, So once the young man! Now broken and beat up: Is this how you end? Once we were special! Or thought so, back then – Immortal! we thought us! Such powerful men. Nothing would hurt us, On this we depend: Invincible cowpokes, Of the Rio Grande. To think that […] Continue reading

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The Flower of Youth

~ There is in this Flower –     The Flower of Youth! Good for an Hour –     One Hour of Truth. Then, Done! with all Laughter,     Gone! in Disaster, One Hour thereafter,     An Hour, forsooth! Deflowering follows     An Hour of Truth, And all those who follow […] Continue reading

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The Quickening

…. first comes the quickening no longer there an ancient excitement long disappeared ~ day in    day out so many the year forgotten    the wonder that’s flushed from aware ~ too soon it goes lost at the cost of career the myth    of excitement as middle age nears ~ daylight delightment a […] Continue reading

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One More Myth

…. Pass away, Pass away – Into Oblivion. So much for us And a Great Macho Nation. ~ Two boys of eighteen, one some months older, so close in their ages they could have been brothers, but for the customs of a great nation (still great – not late; like those, which came prior.) They […] Continue reading

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Changing of the Guard

…. She was fifteen, he, twenty-one, to me, an exceptional difference. He was just back from Nam and she had exceptional preference.   Hell! it couldn’t be wrong her being so young; besides, himself was twenty-one. Dark secrets come slowly undone.   ‘Twas the age of the Sixties, though Seventy, young; the past can not […] Continue reading

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Diamonds in the Rough

 ~ Made it through And still alive – I’m sitting here, on third!   When I was younger, So much younger, One heard   no word   I said.   Yet, who was I? This other guy, Ego, thoughtless head.   Now here I am, An older man, Round third Where the sound Is much better heard. […] Continue reading

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An Idea of Reason

~ In nearing the end     of Summertime season, One wonders where Winter,     Spring and Fall go.   The Young Ones     who made it,  thus far,          are still here – Amazing,     since Chance         is a Fiction  unknown.   As Fledglings depart,     it marks a new season; It begins just […] Continue reading

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