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What color were my father's eyes?
I remember fragments his salt and pepper hair, cut short that he wore khakis and short-sleeved shirts in the San Diego or New Mexico sun never jeans…
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We live in an empire run by thugs
more bumper-sticker poetry
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A confederacy of crows
They dot the dark sky like punctuation. Rushing south by southwest not murderous but merry. Perhaps they know something we don't.
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a moonlit birthday morning
We start small & innocent although not wholly so. throughout we are ourselves alone, no one else. no matter how long the story takes no matter how many…
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A short history of empire
Someone covets someone else’s land and goods. People die. Someone's land and goods are grabbed. The game starts again.
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In memory of D.F. Rauber
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Tiny sleeper
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Silence
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Insurrection Day
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Poking my head above the parapets
I’ve been scarce lately, taking a short hiatus to watch spring turn to summer, watch my two nearby grandkids grow (the others are coming for a…
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My meeting with the President
His eyes were incredibly distant as if I didn't exist or anyone He was large, huge really his mottled skin and comb-over familiar as a family memory He…
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A fracture in time
When I took a detour to urgent care I didn't doubt I'd again see my fully-branched redbud tree But when I returned after three long hours a large branch…
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Bumper sticker philosophy
I know little, and understand less.
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how shall we spend the days and hours
how shall we spend the days and hours they didn't have who died, at Fallujah, Gettysburg, Thermopylae, Khe Sanh, Midway, Stalingrad, Salamis, and the…
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Watching the world unroll below
Birds don't wish to fly, they just do swooping, soaring, plunging sometimes earthward like small feathered rockets, feeling the air rush over/under…
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How empire ends
Gradually, then suddenly an empire stops looking and feeling imperial forgets where it left its glasses or its founding principles loses track of…
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Learning to Live
Learning to Live
I’m a retired journalist. How should I use the time I have left? What matters most? The faith I have is invested in writing, caring & exploring. I'm fascinated by literature, politics & history & how we've always sought answers to the same questions.
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