If one step forwardWere one step back insteadIn space and timeOne day we would be young againAnd we would meet … More
Category: Memory
Identity
Life split all about with many inklingsZig a beloved bright youth onwardYears removed sausage segmentsSliced away blade cuts one by … More
Look Up
New York is a stare-up cityI stand awed all over againThe tallest buildings jammedA million odds-on calculated gamblesOf engineering and … More
Note to Self
I believe every story has two endingsThe first once I’ve read itThose images swirling in my mindWords and echoed lines … More
Don’t forget the lyrics to this song
It’s not just now; it’s been this way all my lifeSome mental disorder I only overcame by recitingLyrics until they … More
Remarkable
Her hand grips mine for the first timeand the dream becomes real. I bet she says, I’m the one you’ll … More
No Game
The way old people misplace their memories,and sometimes the younger ones, too,it’s a game of hide with no seek,where the … More
A Last Wave
Feel sorry for her? That’s a good way to ruin a teenager’s weekend.This is not the way, say, for an … More
Some Legend
A revered professor. From our days of college pressures and living free, before the world you know tries its level … More
Missing
The sides of the mountain are heavily wooded, a palette of greens and browns, but the top is craggy and … More
Blue Elephant
I’m not into tattoos. The first thing I ask a woman who’s interested in taking a relationship further is if … More
Hope
Memorization came easily for her, and at her first awarenessof this, she assumed everyone had been born equally able.As she … More
The Boy Who Stayed
My strongest wish – I’ve never thought so hard about it –this first day of the New Year, 2023, the … More
It’s possible I forgot to get married today
The text messages and the voice mails piled up.Are still coming.These guys stay open late.If it were letters, my mailbox … More
A Little Death
For cutting and weeding there’s nothing I like morethan my small sickle, its 3-inch serrated bladeeasy to maneuver speedily with … More
I’m No Astronomer
I’m No Astronomer I don’t know if this is scientifically accurate,but the whole thing bugs me along these lines.Today I … More
What Dreams May Come
A dream you dreamt. It’s the one that surprises you at noon the following day. Eating your sandwich or washing … More
Not Everything Is Broken
If I were Bob Dylan, I could tell you everything that’s broken.If you know that song, you know his list is … More
What Is Your Favorite Color?
I often remember who I am, and I recall past events,both recent and distant, with a fair degree of accuracy.If … More
The Last Time
Mr. Fujimoto wheeled his gray trash bin to the curb and dropped it at the edge. Pausing, he looked down … More
