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My Poetry and Commentary on Life

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  • I still like this one

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    Regret

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  • A Thinking Process

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    Dad at Work Repairing Antique Furniture

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  • Here, Again

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    Here

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  • How much of Memory is Dream?

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    Dream Journal #36: Vague and Unconsummated

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  • history all around us

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    An Early Spring Day in Paris, 1984

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  • The Ash Hardens

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    As in the Last Days of Pompeii (a reading)

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  • writing about the political world

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    As in the Last Days of Pompeii

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  • otd: a haiku sonnet

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    Turning Point

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  • otd: 8 years ago

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    Only Traces Remain

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  • teaching

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    Seeds

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  • Sweetness Follows the Abuser

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    dramatic monolog, haiku, pessimism, poetry

    You’re so fucking dumb.

    I didn’t mean to hurt you;

    You know I love you.

    (September 13, 2026)

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  • the end of an unacknowledged affair

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    poetry, alone, erato, relationships, interrelationships, end, awareness, emo

    this is where we part

    which was not the line

    I meant to write down

    but the one I remembered

    the last time you walked away

    (September 12, 2026)

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  • otd 5 years ago

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    So Afraid, Always Afraid

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  • The Lights Were Out; No One at Home

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    abstract, acceptance, agency, Arcana, books, identity formation, literacy, memoir, obsessions, patterns, poetry, process, reader response, reading, traces, ways of knowing

    I knew nothing of them myself.

    Yet, like a gnostic in the desert,

    My life reassured they were there.

    And there were answers, this was true.

    If I could find the right book, the secret

    would slip out like a ferret in the dark.

    Often I would scan the library shelves,

    tracing down titles hinting at arcana,

    some outline of the occluded moon.

    If I could’ve, I would have left it alone,

    but I did what I felt compelled  to do:

    my only complaint, my only lie.

    (September 10, 2026)

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  • Silence does speak

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    silence stills nothing

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