Monthly Archives: January 2015

Gamaliel – January 29

1.29.2015 a bleak landscape that has left behind its faith   in the guise of social experiment.   no one recalls Gamaliel’s test   especially when we’re failing it. ——————-

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Irish tapestry – January 28

Irish tapestry greens, reds, deep golds, against a forest wall   home of our homes before we knew that the old country was lost   and so started again across the sea. —————

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swish – January 27

1.27.2015 swish from outside deep throw and easy lope across court   a young man on the verge of his dreams. ———-  

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caring for – January 26

1.26.2105 caring for self caring for others caring because   caring’s what’s needed. —————–

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safe deposit – January 25

1.22.2015 ranks of steel drawers hold secrets and stashings   car titles, bond clips, passports and files   maybe some dollars or euros for fleeing   all behind lockings and two keys same name.   a picture, a doily, laced … Continue reading

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frigid – January 24

1.24 frigid. wind like razor blades on skin. what am I doing out here. when will I know to step inside.   cold of the world numbs long before we understand that braving it out is a fool’s game.   … Continue reading

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The Last Policeman – January 23

1.23.2015 the end of the world is when you do what you have always done   if you are doing what you believe in. ————–

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the game – January 22

1.22.2015 half-way through I realized that it wasn’t about me   that the outcome had nothing to do   with whether I cheered or didn’t, anguished or didn’t.   grown men played a game that I cared about   but … Continue reading

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she knows – January 21

1.21.2015 sitting with the cat she knows.   the vet is next. —————–

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ML King parade, Boston 1965 – January 20

[1.20] I walked beside the closed car to put my body between   threats and life for the one inside.   a symbol, a voice a presence, that spoke of dreams.   and I was young so I walked beside … Continue reading

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