Tag: Commentary
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Back to Lorain – Memoir Continued
Back to Lorain – Memoir Continued No explanation for the move was forthcoming, but I assume it was because Dad had found another job, in or close to his old hometown. So sometime after my fourth birthday, we moved to a little cottage in Beaver Park overlooking Lake Erie. The park was on the northwest…
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Far Afghanistan by James Taylor
Far Afghanistan by James Taylor Back home, Indiana, we just learn to get alongCivilized and socialized, they teach you right from wrongHow to hold your liquor and how to hold your tongueHow to hold a woman or a baby or a gun But nothing will prepare you for the far AfghanistanYou can listen to their…
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Into the Void – Memoir Continued
Into the Void Dad was playing softball for one of the local league teams. He was to play this day, which was warm and sunny, a perfect day for a ball game. There would be friends there to watch me during the game. Then we would have a picnic and later an ice cream cone.…
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End of a Promising Dance Career – Memoir Continued
End of a Promising Dance Career I must have been very young. I associate this event with the time we lived in Bellefontaine, circa 1950. My mother had taken me to a dance class during the day (I only remember going to one such class). I think I had a pretty good time in class;…
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Wisdom’s Ancient Wells
Wisdom’s Ancient Wells wells of wisdomhow many are thereonly oneorone for each culturecivilizationcreed orpersuation how many ‘truths’are thereonly onewho decides“whichever interpretation prevails at a given time is a function of power and not truth.” –Nietzsche does it not benefit usto reexaminerethink our sourses our fundimentals from time to timea healthy skepticism tohelp avoid the entropy…
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Death to My Hometown – Bruce Sprinsteen
Death to My Hometown by Bruce Springsteen Oh, no cannonballs did fly, no rifles cut us downNo bombs fell from the sky, no blood soaked the groundNo powder flash blinded the eye, no deathly thunder soundBut just as sure as the hand of God, they brought death to my hometownThey brought death to my hometownNo…
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The Colors Spell of Life
The Colors Spell of Life emotions color thewhole-cloth of our livesis love white, pink, perhapsblood-red… loveone degree north of hate is averice the greenof envy or does green indicate a love of nature all fauna yet anotherdegree of love anger may be crimsonor perhaps ultravioletrage just low energy segments of the color spectrum woven in so we sing the…
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Red Dirt Girl
Red Dirt Girl by Emmylou Harris Me and my best friend LillianAnd her blue tick hound dog Gideon,Sittin on the front porch cooling in the shadeSingin every song the radio playedWaitin for the Alabama sun to go downTwo red dirt girls in a red dirt townMe and LillianJust across the line and a little southeast…
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Kent State – Remember
May 4th, 1970, The Ohio National Guard murdered four students at Kent State, and I snapped. I joined the marches… It was my rage over all the murders and the helpless futility I felt at the deaths of Hendrix, Joplin, Morrison, and others. They were called O.D.s, but what is death by overdose? The use…
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The Crucifixion by Phil Ochs
The Crucifixion by Phil Ochs And the night comes again to the circle studded skyThe stars settle slowly, in loneliness they lieTill the universe explodes as a falling star is raisedPlanets are paralyzed, the mountains are amazedBut they all glow brighter from the brilliance of the blazeWith the speed of insanity, then he dies In…
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