Category Archives: Original Work

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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Poets in translation

The other day at lunch a friend and I were talking about the wealth of wonderful poems in translation. Here is one, for which we are indebted to Robert Bly: I have a feeling that my boat has struck, down … Continue reading

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Riding the rails

As promised, this is the story of how Larry and I rode the rails on a yacht strapped to a freight car. It starts with our trying to hitchhike west from Montreal. We got a few hundred miles, but then no … Continue reading

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Driving up I-5 from LA yesterday, spring had come to California. The hills are briefly green and gold, and the orchards all in bloom. I thought of this poem by A. R. Ammons, and was surprised to find I haven’t … Continue reading

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Contest Winner

I subscribe to and occasionally submit poems to Split This Rock.  This one received an honorable mention in their annual contest: Márai Sándor in Exile Deprived of your native language, of pörkölt cooked in cramped kitchens, of the scent of … Continue reading

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Hungary, World War II, the genius of Julie Orringer

Last night we went down to Stanford to hear Julie Orringer read from her novel The Invisible Bridge. is her website.  I loved her book of stories, how to breathe underwater, when it appeared several years ago, and bought The … Continue reading

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