a haiku
The mug of tea I drank at dawn, the tea that drove me to the train needs a refill.
Covey of nuns without benefit of wimple graciously attired sport coat, turtleneck, skirt scurry through the airport
He saved money for years to vacation in the Everglades because he has degrees in the study of reptiles. He’s an expert at the zoo.
Six men were sitting at the table in the Day Room, as they call it, at the Whitehall Rest Home. They were playing poker and they had a newcomer in their midst. It was Bill, a retired fa...
After the Inauguration, perhaps he will take his family on vacatio… Hawaii’s an oasis during the winte… But in time he’ll watch for someth… that will challenge his skill set.
After all the tests and the doctor’s explanation she thinks of them not as 20 points of cancer but as 20 rusty nails
They were refugees, too, back in the Forties, settled in Chicago, learned English, some a lot, some a little,
Bill’s been seeing a therapist for years trying to get his life on track but all he talks about is his many regrets in a life
Years ago Rodney King, after his beating in LA, softly asked America, “People, can we all just get along? Can we stop
It will be a while before Fred’s hometown has its annual food drive, he told me. That’s an important event because it helps stock the pantry at the small charity where he volunteers. Ri...
It’s not good when two disturbed p… with little in common disagree by… on something important. Tone and content can get raucous and make matters worse because eac…
Fred’s not a hunter but Animus is a beast he’d hunt down and kill and mount on his wall if he had a clear shot
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
The Sixties almost killed Will, a wasted man who sobered up long enough to vote for JFK. And he’d have voted for RFK if he hadn’t been killed as well.
Find the book and blow the dust off. It’s somewhere in the house.
