Monthly Archives: February 2016

348 Fuel or flame

Auchwitz ovens consume not only Jewish wood. We are all kin to or kindling for the igniter of the flames. A different decade, my feet shuffle down the ramp, joining the dirge of the doomed. A slight change in tempo, … Continue reading

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347 Tears at the end

All life ends with tears of sorrow, perhaps, or with the deep satisfaction of the fortunate, with soul deep sighs for all joys: kisses; springs; winter wonders; leaf fall; summer rain birth pain; forgiveness (for evils done with or without … Continue reading

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346 We’re all in this together

How weak how foggy how fluid how fragile the wall between hurt and healed how ephemeral is normal insanity a matter of degree stability a dollop of drug hope a held hand owning the chinks in our own armor creates … Continue reading

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345 My Lords Prayer

God, who is everywhere and within, whose every name is holy, whose kingdom is, whose will is, thanks for each days needs, fulfilled or not, help us to forgive us for our sins for you are forgiving us always, lead … Continue reading

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344 Seasons Greetings

Two grand trees stand near each other in our woods. One is elm, split base, long branches, trunks, more like, squirrels home in its hollows, chipmunks burrow in its roots. Across the narrow creek between, the other, a maple, single … Continue reading

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343 And I did what I was told….

Johnny Mac was fourteen carrot Irish, orange-red hair, brown freckles. Skin, scorched nearly pink, by summers sun. Five years older than me, maybe more. I would never know. We could be buddies though, because, as my mother later whispered, Johnny … Continue reading

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342 Just a question

That there is chaos does not mean there is no order. That the merlin mangles dove, his talons cracking neck and breast while doves heart still beats and brain knows does not mean Order is not prompting from the wings, … Continue reading

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341 Singing with my Father

My Father sang his songs to me, but I, for so long deaf, heard his melodies and words only a decade before he died. So, I had, instead of sixty, rather ten years to learn how to sing our songs … Continue reading

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340 Immortality in a grotto

I need no bibles guarantee of immortality. I need simply to sit and see, growing in the grotto I cut in our woods, a young maple tree, standing among other saplings staring high into a grove of old oaks and … Continue reading

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339 Why I’m a very lucky guy.

I used to think, maybe if I can just learn to live until I die, I’d be a very lucky guy, or, maybe, if I could learn to cry whenever I needed to cry, I’d be a very lucky guy, … Continue reading

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