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Monthly Archives: May 2015
Working Man
This must have been how it was to look down from a hillside orchard to see Reggio or Napoli shining below for the last time looking like acres of clean cardboard as he walked away with what he could carry … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
Tagged coal mines, exploitation, immigrant, Italian, Pennsylvania, Sandberg, Steinbeck, Studs Terkel, working man
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Diana Laughed
by toritto The Huntress has seen everything shined on all who ever lived. Apollo too of course by day but since Diana rules the dark she knows full well what night conceals. She watches as we park the car to … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry
Tagged 1950s, Antony, Apollo, back seat love, clumsy lover, could this be magic?, Diana, excitement, greek mythology, moonlight, poetry, roman mythology, submarine race watching, sun rise, teenagers, young love, youth
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From a Tent in Italy
In the camp of dreams he s sitting on his balcony in Aleppo the lights of his city now dimmed the street blackened and empty the clatter of crockery indicating life goes on somewhere in the dark a distant rifle … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged Aleppo, Italy, loss, memory, oud, pistachio, poetry, refugee, rose water, syria
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Pennsylvania Station
I saw her on the platform sitting waiting for the train the same as I remembered little changed from Soho days We spent our days in Soho loving through the afternoons but we wanted very different lives too great a … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry
Tagged boldness, chance meeting, former lovers, lost love, poetry, soho, The Way We Were
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Dying Sol
Slaughter the rhino so a foolish old man can enhance his virility; the cocktail of millionaires Oh no child there aren’t any more of those; now you can see them only on History been none of those since the 21st … Continue reading
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Tagged air quality, degradation, E. G. Robinson as Sol, environment, euthanasia, extinction, future children, oceans, Soylent Green, water quality
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Niches and Stones
Niches and stones names and dates marking unknowns to passers by Wait long enough and no one living remembers your name or brings you flowers No one has brought flowers since the nineteen sixties erased from living memory just a … Continue reading
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Tagged flowers, grandmother, graveyard, loss, memory, no one living remembers you, poetry, unknowns
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The Socialist Collective Has Come!!
Pretty sad demonstration. Notice the line of cops at the left. Yes! “Socialist collectivization” has come! Only one problem – it’s collected at the top. Many socialists have always believed that capitalism would eventually lead to top down collectivization. It … Continue reading
On Passing the New Menin Gate
Who will remember, passing through this Gate, the unheroic dead who fed the guns? Who shall absolve the foulness of their fate,- Those doomed, conscripted, unvictorious ones? Crudely renewed, the Salient holds its own. Paid are … Continue reading
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Tagged 1928, anti-war poetry, memorial day, missing, Passing the New Menin Gate, poetry, siegfried sassoon, those with no graves, Ypres
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There’s no Time
Question for the day: Does time exist? I mean “exist” – like the keyboard I am typing on or the screen I am looking at? Does it physically exist like things I can touch or perceive? Renaissance man that I … Continue reading
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Tagged atomic clock, cosmology, Einstein, flat earth, mental construct, motion, physical reality of time, physics, reality, relativity, time
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The Wall – A Repost
There are 58,272 names listed on that polished black wall. Fifty Eight Thousand Two Hundred Seventy two. The names are arranged in the order in which they were taken from us by date and within each date the names are alphabetized. … Continue reading
Posted in history
Tagged brothers, fathers and sons, friends, ges of death, Medal of Honor, memorial day, names, statistics, Vietnam Memorial, Vietnam Wall, Vietnam war, why?
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