Category: Art
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Black River Mystery
Black River Mystery down in the Black Riverfloodplain not far fromcattails and clumps ofriver-birch, snuggled inwith rag-weed, QueenAnne’s Lace and St. John’sWort sits a square patchof young five and sevenfrond-leaf plantings sixfeet high, approachingharvest strength – perhapsnext week where did they gobig mystery of the floodplaindry patch of ground – fiveand seven frond dream-makers gone…
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Summer’s Almost Gone
This is an older poem I came across while going through my old journals for material to use in my memoir. I wrote this in August of ’83 while sitting in a bus shelter waiting for the number 9. Summer’s Almost Gone August rains are coldThe sky is crying Wind gusts blow me downThe sky…
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A Life in Transition – Memoir Continued
The End of My Tenure at US Steel I was depressed and having a hard time dealing with work. They noticed the change in me and sent me to see a psychologist. He spoke to me for about 10 minutes and started pontificating on how all my problems were related to my relationship with my…
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Lynn – Part 10 – Post-Split Complications – Memoir Continued
Post-Split Complications Once I understood that Lynn had no intention of returning…ever, I went out with a couple of other women a couple of times, but there was no simpatico and no desire nor commitments of any kind from me or them. It was fun and a relief after the frigidity Lynn had demonstrated since…
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Lynn – Part 9 – Lynn and I Split – Memoir Continued
Lynn and I Split The following year, we went to visit Lynn’s dad, brother, and sister in Alexandria, VA. We went down on a long weekend (I was working swingshifts and had longer weekends at roughly 6 week intervals. We drove down, and she wanted to stay for a week or two (she ‘needed’ a…
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Lynn – Part 7 – Ian is Born – Memoir Continued
Ian Is Born Once we had moved in and lived at the farm for a while, Lynn became pregnant again. Our friend from the hospital, Joe, again supplied us with first aid, medical supplies for the birth. Yes, Mom was furious again that I was to deliver another baby at home. Again, Lynn insisted. But…
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Lynn – Part 6 – Memoir Continued
Lynn – Part 6 My brother, Guy, came up for a visit from OU in Athens, OH. He had been discharged from the Air Force earlier that year and was going to school on the G.I. Bill. One of his classes was beginning photography, and we were out in the front yard setting up different…
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Silence in Motion
Silence in Motion an inky void sashaysthrough the sunrise longshadows on stealthycat’s paws from beneath the grapefriuttree, across the porchto the fountain’sreservor takes a long drinkthen some personal grooming asbright yellow eyes peer through thescreen door for any canine objections –LE
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Seventy-six Trombones
Seventy-six Trombones seventy-six trombones in the big paradeplaying the seventy-sixth part of the gamewondering how deep is the benchhow many more ready to take my place? guess it’s all moot since strings areall I’ve ever played, four, six, and twelvefretted and fretless, trombones in asense I guess, nonetheless circlings of Sol a trombone eachanticipating the…
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Lynn – Part 5 – Memoir Continued
Kristen Is Born In ‘72, Lynn became pregnant. She was totally absorbed in the ‘Way’ by then. The local leader and his wife were into natural, home delivery child birth. Lynn claimed that it would bond her and me together like nothing else and was determined that I should deliver the baby. I was skeptical,…
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