Tag: history
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Memoir Memory From 2012 — Walking The Line
Walking The Line For More Than Just The Fun Of It I’m out on the line, carrying a sign, trying to get people to pay attention to what’s been happening around them while they’ve been distracted. I hope for a reaction to my presence. It doesn’t really matter if the response is positive or negative…
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Artisan Designed Mayhem
This is the second part of a larger piece that I wrote a few years ago after a walk through the Ancient Weapons display, on a visit to the Huntington Museum of Art on a cold evening in April. Death by Design Forged barrelMachined and polishedWith firing mechanismPatiently assembledFrom cast and smith-forgedScrews, springs, clamp-jawsTo hold…
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Thoughts On Mothers’ Day – A Memoir Memory
A Little Something For Mothers’ Day. Let’s hope that most mothers are a little more pragmatic than was mine, with her head buried in romance novels and soaps… Yes, I’m sure my dad’s felandering and our family life certainly played into her depressions, and escapism, along with her ‘nerve-pills’ and habitual denials… A Mother’s Legacy mother…
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Morality – Wisdoms From The Get’ To The Present
Ancient And More Modern Wisdoms Some say, Jesussome say, Lao Tzuthere’s MuhammadPlato, Gurgiff, Buddha,and Confucious tooonly to name a few– and that’s a mouthful – they say it’s tooambiguouswisdom is disguisedwhere’s theambiguity inliving simple lives it’s an ancient linelife allows no crimebut wisdom in disguiseshould make us realize that what goes upmust come backdown andmany…
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Another Memoir Memory
Crush On A Greek Goddess Antoinette my half-hour violin lessonfollows her’sI’m sitting in the professor’swaiting room – hiskitchenhis apartment’s mainroom – his studioI hear her playingbeautifully my turnshe comes out aGreek goddess tallclassically beautifullooking only at the kitchenexit to the hallwayshe heads straight forit looking neitherleft nor right knowing of my crushshe purposefullywalks by ignoringthis…
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The Wellerman
The WellermanPerformed by Alina Gingertail There once was a ship that put to seaAnd the name of that ship was the Billy o’ TeaThe winds blew hard, her bow dipped downBlow, me bully boys, blow (Huh!) Soon may the Wellerman comeTo bring us sugar and tea and rumOne day, when the tonguin’ is doneWe’ll take…
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Another Memoir Memory From The Late ’60s
For What It’s Worth – The Hut Lounge Something’s happening here Buffalo Springfield on the jukeboxLinda Lane slayed us with herintricate guitar work andsensuous vocals What it is ain’t exactly clear Her band – Lady and the TrampsGeorge Hoka on his Hammondmesmerizing sound like the Animalsvoice soulful like Burdon’s There’s a man with a gun…
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Jazzy Sexy Sax
Putting this back out there for another tour around the proverbial ‘block’…; -) Baritone Sax bass tonesof a baritone saxblast the underpinningsof space/time apartas we tumblethrough the voidreaching out forany residual strandsof melodyfrom the songof life –LE – 8/29/24 PS: How would you define ‘the song of life’? Is it strictly physical, spiritual, psychic, or…
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Today 2025
Today 2025 my oldest sonwas born today not actually this day but decades past we delivered himat homean old farmhousea mile outside oftown caught himeven thoughhe was slick asgreased lighting shot into my outstretchedhands cord cutwrapped andcuddled inhis mommy’sarms signedbirth certificate asfather – deliverer above mypay gradeso they say it’s a piece of ourfamily history…
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