Spread 'Em for Anyone Edna had always had trouble with men. It started in high school when Ed… big for her age, hosted the soccer… one by one, provided they won.
Cardinals bicker and knock seed from the feeder. Doves parade below. Donal Mahoney
He’s a citizen who has a problem with people walking toward him walking behind him walking next to him
Even as a child Charles couldn’t forgive other chi… not for something they had done but rather for who they were. They were inferior and couldn’t he…
Fuzzy wasn’t my cat although I fed him every morning at four o’clock for 10 years. He was my wife’s cat, loved to sit on her lap, be petted, jump down and rub his head against her feet....
If a marriage doesn’t work out you get a divorce and look for someone else. If a poem doesn’t work out you put it in a folder and
The other day I was talking to a neighbor who said he has found a way to help the poor and improve our environment simultaneously. It’s no secret, he said, that we have a dire food shor...
Back in 1957 kissing Carol Ann behind the barn in the middle of a windswept field
Despite the digital holocaust of computers and cell phones, Newberry Library remains the Vatican of books with the right sounds,
I turn the porch light on at 4 a.m… to see if a miracle’s occurred and the paper’s landed somewhere in the snow blanketing our lawn. Instead I see a clump on the mat
He wants to do certain things he should have done before old age and illness reaped their harve… The doctor gives him days perhaps a week to breathe
The others, of course, are more ra… but less apt to show it. Whenever I strike, I never romp o… I stand with the wrist that I’ve… from the lady locked in my teeth
You find old poems in the attic in a box with the Remington Rand you wrote them on in the Sixties before computers were born. They were published then in little
I will never forget him but I can’t remember his name it’s been so long ago. Maybe I never knew it. But I think of him on days
Punxsutawney Phil sees his shadow in February and says six more weeks of winter. That same day the first moth of spring lands on my storm door