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Wednesday, August 15, 2012

THE NYACK MORNING JOGGER

Wearing hi-tech running shoes (call them sneakers, if you must), the Nyack early morning jogger began the day surrounded for ten feet around by aura of some pungent bugspray. Ear buds whispered secret ditties fed from compact MP3, hydrating hip flask filled of course with nothing less than Avian... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, August 14, 2012

SIGNED ON WITH ULYSSES

5. The Cyclops Polyphemus "Polyphemus! Bloody-minded host from hell! Who fears you now, you sorry no-eyed son of a bitch! To me, one eye is paltry vengeance for my six Achaean comrades that you bit to bloody gruel while you swilled six skins of wine we gave you from our Trojan spoils! If another eye... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, August 13, 2012

THIRD AND FINAL AUGUST POEM

It's only August, but the morning's cooler, clearer, crisper now It's only August, but 3 calendars for next year just came in It's only August, but some yellow leaves begin to fall It's only August, but the fireflies have gone away It's only August, but what I hear from Sears is now's when sweaters... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, August 11, 2012

SIGNED ON WITH ULYSSES

4. Island of the Sirens The saltgray ribs of broken ships emerged from fog as we drew near. Closer seen, the beach revealed some broken oars, a still-whole sail, the stove-in bow and painted eye of a new war galley, deck awash, and in the surf there rocked from one side to the other skulls and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, August 10, 2012

A SECOND AUGUST SONG

On Lake Sebago I wobble, thump and slosh and buckle till I'm sitting, legs extended, snug within my slender kayak resting on the slushy gravel. I heave my bulk a few times forward, grating graceless inch by inch, until I feel the bow go weightless, buoyant, silent, floating free. I scoop a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, August 9, 2012

METAPHOR

Politicians' words while dodging questions they don't want to answer: oily blobs that ooze and slip and slide so slow in lava lamps, minus the excitement. Sign in to see full entry.

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THE FIRST OF THREE POEMS ABOUT AUGUST

The lazy buzzing locusts say, "By August, summer's in decay. Enjoy now what is left of summer - a month from now is called September." I wrote this first one after reading Lionreign's recent LOST IT. August is a peculiar month and deserves more attention. Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, August 7, 2012

SIGNED ON WITH ULYSSES

3. How We Got Achilles We had a mighty army, but it lacked the one man that we needed if we were to make this work. "Where," I asked, "is great Achilles? Unlike me, he YEARNS for battle, willingly would sail for Troy!" What they answered made me smile: "His mother will not let him go." A sea-nymph,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, August 6, 2012

BACCHANTES

Bacchantes whirl with tambourines and flutes and vine leaves through the grove! (Don't even think to make a sound Stay safe from what is uncontrolled When they are gone, you breathe again In the meantime stand stock still) Possessed they are by Bacchus god - their minds and hearts are not their own!... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, August 5, 2012

SIGNED ON WITH ULYSSES

2. Draft Dodger We threaded through the offshore islands, sacked the ones we thought we could, and sneaked at night on past the others, beached at night our tired warship. We built a fire, broke out wine, and told each other stories that the most of us had never heard, but most of all, we heard... Sign in to see full entry.

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