Category Archives: Musings

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Sling Dog

I broke my arm last week. I was rising from sitting on a curb in Palo Alto with one of my oldest and dearest friends, Jeff Schwamberger, preparing for a hike and full of awesome Mexican food When I tried … Continue reading

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Isis is a name of the Goddess

I’ve been taken by the sensitivity of the Obama administration in using the term “ISIL” to refer to the gang that currently calls themselves the Islamic State. ISIL is an older name for them, back when they were the Islamic … Continue reading

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Red Rock

When I was a junior in high school I traveled to the Grand Canyon by car with my mother and father and grandmother. It was a typical drive-by vacation for those days. I do remember that my grandmother found a … Continue reading

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Hard Lessons

Lessons that are hard to learn, not hard to understand. “Bodies age,” my mom used to say. “Things wear out.” This was how she saw it, and I’m grateful that there was no religious crap in the middle of that … Continue reading

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Wind Coming

Many decades ago I visited a park called Lake Hope in southern Ohio. It became one of my favorite places on Earth; I would like some of my ashes to be scattered there. The WPA-era lodge was built into a … Continue reading

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Granville Island

There’s an impressionistic wash of rain on Granville Island. I’m strolling around the place, getting my bearings, sniffing the air. In the foreground, houseboats form undulating row-houses in bright pastels. Beyond dull metal arches of bridge, almost-postmodern buildings of glass … Continue reading

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Halloween

This afternoon,setting puckered-apple witches out,stiff gauze ghost and felt pumpkins,I honor work of little hands now grown.Spiders in black satin: I remember little girls.this afternoon,I paint pumpkins on the porch,streaking colors with wet fingers,laughing like a skeleton,just the orange wind … Continue reading

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