Monthly Archives: January 2021

958 AFTER 01-31-2021

Even among all the multitudes of mysteries. The gold laced misty clouds. The joyous choir. The awe inspiring spirit of the Saints. The hardy, happy crowds of saved souls searching for their addresses in their new neighborhoods. The booming laughter … Continue reading

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957 CUCKOO 01-26-2021

Darlinda’s gyroscope was just a little crooked, maybe 5 or seven degrees off. So, she didn’t spin, exactly. She wobbled. Somehow, though, she managed to stay upright, blending a weird centripetal with an unpredictable centrifugal, resulting in the delightful, darling … Continue reading

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956 THE RIGHT TO OUR MORNINGS DELIGHTS 01-26-2021

I slow wake to an early winter morning. The sky is sliding from a midnights’s dark, opaque into a low glow mist, as Gods fingers on todays reostat turn us towards the light. We keep our thermostat set low for … Continue reading

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955 BY MY DEEDS, DEFEATED 01-19-21

Like the drowsy, still-almost-asleep man who rouses himself from his bed, stumbles into his bathroom, pisses, flushes, splashes water from the tap onto his face to clear his head of cobwebs, to awaken himself, to spur himself into the day, … Continue reading

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954 A GOOD MARRYING 01-15-21

Since my pacemaker install and Eloquis regimen, I cold easily. Used to be my wife would, shivering, snuggle up to me beneath the covers for a midnight warming. Now, she is the oven in the bed. Often, even a single … Continue reading

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953 THE KINGDOM IS COMPLETE 01-15-21

North Carolina, mid-winter, mid morning, Carolina blue sky, a gentle cold in the air. I sit, still and quiet among the just filled bird-feeders in my back yard. Sitting motionless in the crispness is a cheap price to pay for … Continue reading

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952 WHAT! KNOW YE NOT? 01-15-21

I don’t need to die to fly off to the Kingdom. It’s in my back yard among the bird feeders. While I sit on the white metal folding chair, comoflagued by the bushes on the fringes our wood lot, they … Continue reading

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951 OLD MAN ON THE BEACH 01-09-21

Two rainbow striped umbrellas, well anchored in the sand, opened wide, creating a cooling circle in the sun. Two rainbow striped chairs, partially reclined, empty now. On two low plastic tables set beside the chairs waited two cups holding frosty … Continue reading

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950 Mr. Cappelli The Bookie 01-05-21

Grandpa owned a print shop just off Bleeker, near Canal. Four antique, (even back then!) vertical letter presses in a space the size of my current living room! After he walked across the border between Canada and America, to finish … Continue reading

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