Category Archives: Poetry

November 30 Poems

This is the last of the daily posts of poetry. I hope you enjoyed them. Until next year. Sometimes I feel drawn to them, not really them, but where they lay quietly, patiently, in that cold place. Are they calling … Continue reading

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November 29 Poems

Nebraska never seemed like much to me, but when we pulled into North Platte on a summer evening in ’95 I smiled; I could smell the mountains. It seemed like a boundary of sorts, the humid Midwest trailing behind us, … Continue reading

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November 28 Poems

The music took me when he said, you’ve got to listen to this, then proceeded to tell me how and when it was recorded and why it was so good. So I put the disc into a boom box on … Continue reading

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November 27 Poems

When I feel myself sinking I reach for a pen, open this notebook and explore the niches of my mind, where all kinds of things lay scattered about. Sometimes I surprise myself at what I find, but usually I’m familiar … Continue reading

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November 26 Poems

There are too many women in my life that have disappeared.   It wasn’t enough to take my sister, who trusted me, believed in me.   It wasn’t enough to take my wife’s sister, who was nursed back by my … Continue reading

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November 25 Poems

I walked long into the morning until the sun shown down between the tall buildings providing just a little comfort from the biting wind. And then I sat. Just sat on a bench in the feeble sunlight doing nothing much, … Continue reading

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November 24 Poems

Thursday evening. Chicago. Walking the streets in the rain, alone. Left on Hubbard Street. Hungry. There, Vermillion, that’s the place I’m looking for. Candles everywhere, shimmering on the deep red walls. The beat of Eastern hip-hop throbs.   Triple lentil … Continue reading

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