I May Be Some Time

  Seven plus decades in, my life now ruled by tides, Or the moon, same thing. We live so close to the water that waves lull us to sleep ever...

I’ve filled all the pages of my current notebook, which begins April 20, 2025. I see now  that I have been careless about dating the entries...

    Both my wife and I are possessed of the need to own many notebooks and journals. And so, I learn, is my son.  I pick up one and open it....

    I wrote this in 1978 when I was 25 years old. It was the first piece I wrote that I considered “finished.”  The writing is somewhat emba...

  My favorite paragraph from Patti Smith’s   Bread of Angels : “That spring, the lilacs bloomed, the long-haired branches of our ancient wil...