Saturday, August 19, 2017 9 comments
"Getting It" by Cynthia Jobin Cynthia was a dear friend of mine who died last December. I was always astonished by her poetic ability. Her poem, "Getting It" has a broad audience but when I apply it to Spark People I see how it defines th... Read more
"Toward the End of August"
Friday, August 18, 2017 5 comments
Toward the End of August By David Budbill Toward the end of August I begin to dream about fall, how this place will empty of people, the air will get cold and leaves begin to turn. Everything will quiet down, everything will beco... Read more
"Against joie de vivre"
Thursday, August 17, 2017 1 comments
How I see myself reflected in these dazzling words! "Though it is traditionally the province of the French, the whole Mediterranean is a hotbed of professional joie de vivrism, which they have gotten down to a routine like a crack son et... Read more
"That's the way the mop flops"
Wednesday, August 16, 2017 4 comments
The Death of Elvis BY CIARAN BERRY This lip, too, used to curl a little easier, and we, all of us, must enter our Vegas years. Blessed the pacemakers, blessed the painkillers, blessed our famed quiffs grown flyaway, grown thin... Read more
Voices of the books.....
Tuesday, August 15, 2017 2 comments
In a few minutes I heard the books' voices: a low, steady, unsupressible hum. I'd heard it many times before. I've always had a finely tuned ear for a library's accumulations of echo and desire. Libraries are anything but hushed. —Martha Co... Read more
"All the place you've got"
Sunday, August 13, 2017 4 comments
“…Where you come from is gone, where you thought you were going to was never there, and where you are is no good unless you can get away from it. Where is there a place for you to be? No place.” “Nothing outside you can give you any place,”... Read more
"Sorrow": Note that this is a fictional perspective on Abraham Lincoln
Saturday, August 12, 2017 5 comments
His mind was freshly inclined toward sorrow; toward the fact that the world was full of sorrow; that everyone labored under some burden of sorrow; that all were suffering; that whatever way one took in this world, one must try to remember that a... Read more
An old old...
Saturday, August 12, 2017 4 comments
I have become an "old old," which is to say that my body is more decrepit than my age is. The years and decades can pile up on you and the idea that you could ever be 60, a once outrageous proposition, is a gentle admonishment when you wish you... Read more
Thursday, August 10, 2017 3 comments
I am a very slow person. Some of it is linked to age: when I was 30 I could read about 400 pages a day; now I'm lucky to read 50. When I was 50 I could easily walk 4 miles an hour or even more and now I am lucky to break 3 mph. When I was 20... Read more
Wednesday, August 09, 2017 6 comments
I cannot even remember when I last spent time on Spark. It's been a whirlwind of worry and in general, getting old is marked by loss. I'm trying to cope with my serious diabetes and heart failure but at the same time I must take good care of m... Read more
And so it goes.....
Monday, August 07, 2017 4 comments
this life of mine. Emotionally I still feel about 30 or maybe 3 but in reality I am coming up to the age of 70. I've relapsed. I've gained about 30 pounds since some family difficulties of the past couple of years. I gave up my exercise pr... Read more
"The Wall" by William Logan
Sunday, August 06, 2017 2 comments
They built the wall because they feared a war. The soldiers served the whim of psychopaths and soon abandoned dreams of steaming baths, civilized orchards, and barbarian whores. They wrote their wives at first, promising that, the d... Read more
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