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Saturday, April 9, 2011

READIING TO STEPHEN

"Robin strode through leafy forest glades until he had come to the verge of Sherwood Forest. There he wandered highway and the byway, through dingly dell and forest skirts. - Howard Pyle's ROBIN HOOD I burr and brogue and fake my way through bright archaic turns of phrase! Stevie loves it, so do I.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, April 8, 2011

HIKING POLES: a little breathless whimsy

... forgot my hiking poles today...... wish I had them with me now...... miss that little push they give...... props each time I cross a stream... ("A silly yuppie affectation." At least that's what I used to think. Then I started needing them. People joked, "Where are the skis?" "Ran out of money,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, April 7, 2011

Walt Whitman Considers the Haiku

Just three lines? That's it? Hardly space to clear my throat! Let me out of here. Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, April 6, 2011

A WINTER WOODS WALK

The western sun was low by now - it was a short December day. "Five minutes more and then go back, or else I risk a dark return". I should have turned around just then but something in me wanted more. It's not enough to stretch your legs - You need some reason to have come. Then there it was, a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, April 5, 2011

A PRAYER TO DAFFODILS IN LATE MARCH SNOW - a haiku

Sturdy pioneers! Stab holes through the shield of snow - show us why we hope! Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, April 4, 2011

YESTERDAY, OUR FORTIETH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY - April 3, 1971

(What follow are imagined snatches of dinner conversations at the reception afterwards. The caps are used because,as you know, guests at such gatherings have to yell in noisy upper-case to be heard across the table.) HE'S PRETTY SKINNY! SHE'LL TAKE CARE OF THAT. I FOUND HIS TOOTHBRUSH IN HER... Sign in to see full entry.

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YESTERDAY, OUR FORTIETH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY - April 3, 1971

(What follow are imagined snatches of dinner conversations at the reception afterwards. The caps are used because,as you know, guests at such gatherings have to yell in noisy upper-case to be heard across the table.) HE'S PRETTY SKINNY! SHE'LL TAKE CARE OF THAT. I FOUND HIS TOOTHBRUSH IN HER... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, April 3, 2011

"IF A TREE FALLS IN THE FOREST, IS THERE ANY SOUND?"

Okay, this tree you see right here? Suppose it were to fall some day and no one (I mean NO one!)'s there to hear and say, "Wow! what was that!" So, tell me, did it make a noise? Or do we need an eardrum there for it to really be a sound? And, suppose the person's deaf! - A question for another day. Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, April 2, 2011

SPRING: ON WATCHING MADGE DO WATERCOLORS - a haiku

Her greens and yellows flirt the eye: you want (and see!) things not even there. Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, April 1, 2011

LAUGHING GAS

"Do you want a little nitrous?" - "No, I want a LOT of nitrous!" As Debbie laughed politely, she accidentally bumped the tank and knocked the fitting loose. Euphoria spread everywhere! We busily flossed one another, waved to passing motorists, danced to MUZAK ditties piped, X-rayed everything in... Sign in to see full entry.

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