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Beyond the Green Azores Garden

Some might see the Azores, islands aboriginal and tending back to pasture green, as a perfect chance to return to the garden.   The undeniable lushness, the backing track of cooing doves, the garden both arid for grapes and tropical for papayas.   … Continue reading

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The Gods’ Take on Swimming the Seine

How I miss the Seine – brackish green-black waters fed by jars where painters clean their brushes. It doesn’t promise hope; one reason whyI miss it.  No one swims there alive,not Poseidon, not Apollo.  During his  lunch break, Poseidon strolls along its shores, then rushes … Continue reading

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Sorry I Crashed Your Debatable Car

I’m sorry I crashed your car.  Your silver convertible was parked, windows down, on the other side of the street.  What was I thinking in those ten minutes – ten minutes that could demonize my world, your world, everybody watching’s world.  I was … Continue reading

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Google Says: Don’t Say Happy Memorial Day

Memorial Day Morning birds loose a litany of reasons to be alive, to be young and tune their own chords having memorized the sounds of their parents, blowing an adolescent hornsquawking anointed sound. In this trumpeting of summer, the young death thing.Under … Continue reading

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The Insect-Poets

In all the extravagant noise about cicadas – co-emergence of different “broods” numbering in the trillions, Brood XIX and Brood XIII named like two massive gangs — does anyone hear poetry?  It could be a giant poetry slam – sound coming … Continue reading

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Whirl within a Girl within a Whirl

Flowers seem to blossomone from another the border of another’s petalsa blur, that enclosing wall open to continuity likethe eggs of my daughters magically there, bornin their ovaries when they were still inside me, barely formed,as I cupped them within … Continue reading

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L’Eau and Behold

One of Passover’s big themes is water.  The Sea in the Desert sets the stage for crossing the sea, coming through narrow straits, through a “birth canal” towards your own life, passing from received ideas towards self-awareness and freedom, singing in … Continue reading

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Passover & the Bright Light of Realism

Chag Sameach, Happy Passover! Some thoughts: American optimism has had its appeal to Jews, especially after endless struggles in the old country – but helium in that balloon has the wheeze of exhaustion. We are now returned to realism, to … Continue reading

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“What Me, Cruel?”

April stares back at us and asks: What me, cruel? Because mournful windowsrattle in my winds and pots tip over, green with rust or lichen? Because hairs on your bare legsshiver like crocus? She finds us in her glassy eyeand springs:  You … Continue reading

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The Heavy Click

Because the couch didn’t mean anything to him –the guy I knew in my 20s who hightailed itevery time a girl moved her couch to his place.  Because he was foul-mouthed and funny, it stuck; I high-tailed it also, livingon my … Continue reading

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