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we hardly did anything – January 9

1.9 we hardly did anything and my son said it was the best of times.   there is a learning here. ———  

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a stocky little body – September 1

9. 1 a stocky little body of a boy climbs into my lap touching places of memory.   I still know how to ride a bike read the book and talk about Mr. Peppers and his cat who loves orangesickles. … Continue reading

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grad rap – May 17

5.17 summa cum, summa cum, summa, summa summa cum, summa cum summa cuma   summa cum, summa cum summa summa, summa summa cum wow wow.   my son, summa cum summa summa my son, summa cum summa summa   my … Continue reading

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emptying nest – April 25

4.25 Houses in dreams are our soul selves images of emotion, hope, fear, projection, insight.   On this day that our youngest makes his step-out college choice, demolition begins in the kitchen soul center of our actual house.   He … Continue reading

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a young hand rises up – April 14

4.13 A young hand rises up out of the pond like Elsinore of the lake, reaching from a depth, dripping towards sky coming to a new, different, life.   Green gold leaves nestled back behind and above, the hand is … Continue reading

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kenyon redux – April 4

4.4 A lovely campus and where is God to whose glory it was begun Have we bartered for a tower of Babel instead.   Learned children, do they learn of you or only of their own creation and leave behind … Continue reading

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