Monthly Archives: May 2017


I thought this poem by James Galvin would be appropriate for today. Americanathon WAITING FOR THE NEW ice age to come along Like a dawdling child from a previous eon, Waiting for the homeless man to go on home With … Continue reading

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More Baldwin: Whoever debases others is debasing himself

I was so impressed by The Fire Next Time, which I finished today, that I have to quote a few more passages. This after Baldwin’s meeting with Elijah Muhammad, talking in the car to a young follower about the idea of black nation … Continue reading

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Still relevant

I was inspired by the movie “I Am Not Your Negro” to reread a bit of James Baldwin. I find his essays every bit as lucid and apposite as I did in the late 60’s. Here’s a sample, in which … Continue reading

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Anyone who writes can appreciate this

from an interview with Troy Jollimore, poet and philosopher: What lessons were most important to you as a student of writing? I think what I most needed to learn was that the fact that I sometimes, indeed often, wrote things … Continue reading

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When Larry notices the garden

you know it has to be spectacular. Mostly, he doesn’t pay any attention to it except to ask for a handful of herbs or spinach. Right now, though, after the rainy winter and a few weeks of sun, it is … Continue reading

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Poems at Mill Valley Library

Last week the Marin Poetry Center cosponsored an event called “Stump the Laureate,” at which volunteers from the audience recited poems, and Dana Gioia, the California poet laureate, alternated with the audience, poem for poem. The idea was to keep … Continue reading

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Larry and the P40

When he was a boy, Larry lived near a vacant lot with an the chassis of an old P40 airplane that he and the other boys played on, pretending to be pilots, fighting enemies. He grew up near Camp Pendleton … Continue reading

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It’s been a really long time since I had an invention to post, but this week, with the return of the sun came the return of my shade problem.  We have a deck with a great view. Lovely to sit … Continue reading

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One from Szymborska

When we were in Krakow two years ago, we went to an exhibit at the National Museum called “Szymborska’s Drawer.” It was a recreation of the home office of the Polish poet, Wislawa Szymborska. It had her desk, her yellow typewriter, her … Continue reading

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