Tag Archives: backtothefuture

Life on a Dying Planet

We need to know this: Our homes in cyberspace are hosted by somebody; nay, owned by somebody. And the owner is not a benevolent god. We should have known this all along: Our blogs, and all our photos … our blood, … Continue reading

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Desiderata

I had this hanging on the wall of my dorm room in college, and it still inspires me: Desiderata Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, … Continue reading

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This is for you, JD

When young, impressionable, hopelessly floundering but so danged intelligent Misfit, yet outstanding among my peers in the eyes of my elders Wanting to fit, wanting to feel … Feeling guilty for my fortune Unwilling to admit my misfortune Searching (no: … Continue reading

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December, 1955

I have a Debbie doll, and I have a sister, Debbie, and I got them both at about the same time. The “bathinette” is yellow.  It is a table — tall.  It has a rubber hammock and a length of … Continue reading

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Heads Up, Writers!

Heads up, Writers!  It’s time to save the world! We need a Charles Dickens, to show us what the census numbers really look like walking; we need a Thomas Paine to tell us just what might really work; we need … Continue reading

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Particularly Prolific

Poems I wrote on June 17, 1989, in order: Five or six people in each age of men Express something true with the brush or the pen And others repeat it, again and again. And falsehood, if clothed in a … Continue reading

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Je Revien Tristesse

Another language perhaps, But one that isn’t mine, Could with joy express the grief Of the lands I leave behind; Could with peace express the pain Of the days and prayers and tears That within this shell of clay Laugh … Continue reading

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Something for you to read while I write

Yipes!  I’m under a deadline and I didn’t realize!  Gotta write for Writer’s Forum because tomorrow they post a new challenge already. I was browsing through my old blogs (hoping to be able to cheat). Lots of my old stuff … Continue reading

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