Vacillating Benny, an ancient che… now retired from Monsanto, must de… if a poem his friend Ron has sent… is good enough for his hobby journ… Benny finally decides to let the p…
He asked and so I told him. The “cancer” poems stem from cancer in the family. Daughter’s terminal. Son’s a five-year survivor.
My parents were far from preachy. They went to church separately and I went to the children’s service
Monsanto still has problems after the carnage caused by Agent Orange. People continue to decay. Monsanto’s Roundup
Underneath the feeder black juncos write hieroglyphics in the snow. Two cardinals arrive In a flash of red. They add
Through the window I see the sun fire up for the last time today. There are jays in the trees near the meadow,
When you were a boy in 1948 living on a block of bungalows in Chicago right after WWII you had a red wagon you pulled behind your mother
White privilege it’s called and re… I learned its name although I’ve… white as a sheet for decades. Like breathing and eating I take white privilege for granted.
Red, yellow, brown work well together in a portrait of society. Add black, no problem. But if we remove the red,
A mountain man is Fillmore but there are no mountains where Fillmore lives deep in a hollow. He’s never had a job
It was stupid of Walt not to show it to Joan before they got married but he was too shy. He had no idea
After Saturday tennis I came home took a nap and woke up dizzy had trouble walking. My balance was off so I went to bed and slept 20 hours
There’s always something. Like the growth you found under your arm showering this morning but you decided to go
It’s just a flophouse but it’s all he can afford and now it’s come to this. If he buys food he can’t pay the rent
Some things you can’t undo. A remark, perhaps, you can retract or try to with an explanation. But a certain look can burn forever in the mind
