The face now etched from a thousand smiles, the lines on brow from eyebrows raised in wonder. The sharp pains that jab on my right side recall carrying the younger on my hip to chase the elder before he crossed the curb into traffic, both grown strong and tall, not sure how many times weContinue reading “After A Life Well Lived”
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The Funny Thing
The funny thing about the condition my condition is inis that I spend my days traveling through time—reliving the past,guffawing at the present,and casting and recasting, like a fly fishermanin those ridiculous waterproof overalls,into the rapids of the everchanging riverof the possibilities of my own future. To complicate things even further,the point of view—and theContinue reading “The Funny Thing”
Morning Quartet
Before DawnThe silence of your absencegrows louder each dayThe process of aging relentlessThe pain of loss and the vagaries of beingLeave me wondering why First LightWithout rhyme or reason,I rise with creaks and groans,and ponder the evil intentof the author of the NY Times puzzle du jour,before sitting down to write,my life and times DaylightTheContinue reading “Morning Quartet”