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Teacher. Enthusiasms: Teaching; Literature; Philosophy; Fly fishing; Bob Dylan; Phillip Dick, Jazz; Art.  Pretty much in that order.  Work history:  Leaf raker, lawn mower, gas pumper, floor mopper, pot scrubber, ranch hand, auto assemblyline worker, library shelver, sexton, administrative assistant, camp counselor, liquor distributor delivery man, school bus driver, woodworker, small business proprietor, writer, teacher (university, community college, public high school, parochial girls' day school, girls' boarding school).

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    Why I Erred

    5 months ago

    Why I Erred Apples and inter-nets, preternatural lights Glow in the dark, Screens shine in the brain until the mind blights And the heart fails to spark. I tell my dog, “This will be a two-apple...

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    poem: deer

    3 years ago

    Deer leave their forest security To emerge into the clearing Of an abandoned orchard Of neglected apple trees. They gather to enjoy the apples No longer collected by people. Perhaps also the clearing Is a holiday of...

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    poem forest tree

    2 years ago

    I steal the Forest’s pain Hoping for forgiveness, Revelation or perhaps fame. Black cherry trees cankered by fungus Grow eructed, burled masses on their trunks, High and low the trees slowly choke, Rot, die and...

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    Emily Dickinson: A Certain Slant of Light: Essay

    2 years ago

    There's a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons-- That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes-- Heavenly Hurt, it gives us-- We can find no scar, But internal difference, Where the Meanings, are-- ...

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    Apple Poem

    3 years ago

    Teacher’s Apple Around the old wooden cafeteria tables, Reassembled and sanded for seminar use, We sit together to sort through the world, Such as it is, with an old man’s broken wisdom ...

  • 10

    Poem: Red Squirrel

    3 years ago

    I saw a red squirrel Eat a yellow mushroom. Daintily he nibbled around The edge, turning it around And around as he feasted....... Until he noticed me watching........ Irritably he scrambled to a higher branch, ...

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    poem: turning sixty

    2 years ago

      Turning Sixty     It’s like riding the late train, Lights flashing on and off As the car clatters and sways, Waiting for the unimaginable last stop.     ...

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    poem sacrifice

    2 years ago

    On my walk to the river, I happen to look up from the path To a small rotten tree that had died prematurely; Lying on top of the stump, at eye level, Is a dead mangled mouse, clearly I see his pointed nose...

  • 25

    Momones: a fruit memoir

    5 years ago

    Some fruits are worth climbing trees to enjoy. A fruit from my childhood that is not widely known in the United States but is considered a delicacy in the tropical regions of Colombia and Venezuela are called momones. ...

  • 5

    Book Review: A Freewheelin' Time: Suze Rotolo

    2 years ago

    Suze Rotolo's memoir of Greenwich Village in the early sixties, A Freewheelin' Time, is an involving story from the epicenter of a cultural revolution. The ostensible reason most people will read the book is because she...

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    Rev. Jim Jones and the People's Temple: A Memoir

    2 years ago

    The day I met the infamous Rev. Jim Jones, he was wearing semi-opaque sunglasses and a black shirt, and he was being trailed by a half dozen or so teen-aged young men. They piled out of a wine-colored van that was...

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    Free Rice Improve Vocabulary Game

    2 years ago

    Help with world hunger and test your vocabulary! Build your word awareness! Amuse yourself! Challenge your students! Help feed the poor! How literate are you? Open the swiftly closing American mind. Just click the link...

  • 5

    Farmington River Brown Trout fishing

    3 years ago

    This brown trout was caught August 31st, 2007 at 4 pm in Halford's pool on the Farmington River, Connecticut on a number 18 curved, barbless hook emerger on a moderate retrieve. I typically fish with a 2 weight Sage...

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    The benefits & advantages of single sex schools

    2 years ago

    Here are few paragraphs on what I’ve learned about girls’ schools after having taught in two for a total of eighteen years. The first was a Roman Catholic day school in the Midwest, and I am currently...

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    Magdalena River Fishing Memoir

    2 years ago

    One of my favorite memories as a child was fishing on a tributary of the Magdalena River in Colombia, South America. The Magdalena is the primary river that flows from the south of Colombia and the Amazon to the coast...

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    Rumi: poet

    23 months ago

    One of my favorite poets is Rumi, the great Sufi poet of the thirteenth century. He has become much better known in the West during the last twenty years through the translating efforts of Coleman Barks. Barks himself...

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    misty of chincoteague

    2 years ago

    This is the real, actual stuffed Misty of Chincoteague and her daughter, following those are real live ponies on the island and finally are three shots of the island from the mainland, one on a sunny day and two on a...

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    Philip Johnson: St Basil's Chapel, Houston

    2 years ago

    I can't think of a building that has recently impressed me more than Philip Johnson's St Basil's Chapel in Houston. Here are a few pictures I took when I visited. I wish now I had taken many more. This chapel is...

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    Poem: Beaver

    2 years ago

    The Beaver and the Flyfisherman It's a standoff And the Beaver is Pissed off. The Flyfisherman sees a likely deep pool behind the lodge but The Beaver sees an Intruder. The war begins with a sudden ...

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    Poem: The Forest

    2 years ago

    The Forest The loggers leave a path: mud streaks, hewn branches, stumps, scarred trees, boulders askew- marks left as if a titan has been dragged screaming through the forest. The formerly peaceful walk ...

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