On Writing – Part I

On Writing   “A writer is not so much someone who has something to say as someone who has found a process that will bring about new things he would not have thought of if he had not started to say them. That is, he does not draw on a reservoir, he engages in an […]

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Minneapolis, Ice and Snow

When I was a child winter came strong, and took away half of the year Snow fell from November to March, falling from the gray sky. It covered everything We walked, and tromped, and stumbled through the drifts We took hold of the bumpers of school busses skitching on the icy streets In the Snowbound […]

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Schools – A Haiku Sextet

Part One (Calhoun)   School, turned inside out Piles of brick, dust…flowers plucked Fish out of water   Part Two (Ramsey)   Watch alien run Hide in the lonesome shadows Dream the days away   Part Three (MIA)   Quiet corridors Cool, pale marble, dark granite Walking into myth   Part Four (Southwest)   Day […]

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Attached to a Phone Cord

It was an image out of time   A man walking with telephone in hand   The long handset at his right ear   The bulky base hanging from his fingers   At his waist, the curling cord   Like a bandolier across his chest   A long cable trailing along the floor   A […]

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