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Monthly Archives: October 2008
Converting Cubic Centimeters as Life Lurch
One of the largest of my life challenges was converting cubic meters to cubic centimeters. In 1973 I was prospecting in the Stikine Range of northern British Columbia as a blaster and geological assistant. My colleagues were college graduates in … Continue reading
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On Becoming a Failure
During my life I have been told: you cannot do this, you cannot do that. Such and such will not work. Nobody does that. Why can’t you do this the way everybody else does it? You will not succeed. I … Continue reading
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Junctions
Unheeded until clicketyclack, switching, come junctions, where our lines combine and meet and apart
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Curses Into Pearls
WARNING – this post has rough language. If you are offended by coarse curse words, you will be offended here. Better leave now. You can always read one of my poems – there are smoother, genteel phrases amongst them. I … Continue reading
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Before
Before, when sitting on rocks in the middle of a bubbling stream we had thought of mountain brooks and mountain air and parting. So we loved. Around us were trees, a blanket of black twisting twigs through which the valley … Continue reading
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Making Out, First Time
This was his moment. He was going to make his first girl. For months his body had been jumping from dream to dream. He had lived this moment many times. He creeped between the week-old sheets. She grinned, showing the … Continue reading
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My Kind of Freedom
I remember sprawling in a canoe, while August sunshine washes over my bare, reddening body. my dangling feet are splashing the cold, blue lake. The canoe swings slackly around the makeshift anchor. A gusty breeze ripples the lake, It plays … Continue reading
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Loitering
I loiter beside the shredded tree muffled in October woolly mist beside a heap of cocoon leaves – demolition debris from a busy summer fanning wind, shading sun and waving at your comings and goings Ealing, UK; October/November 1986
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Cedar
We were bored. and the cedar was just another tree to us as we started to chop it. Sap dribbled and dripped from the gaping wound… like blood which spurted from my own gash a few days later. Revenge perhaps.
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