Our Adult Grandchildren
How slowly……… imperceptibly we moved from center to periphery; Their visits now, I think, stem from duty more than pleasure […]
How slowly……… imperceptibly we moved from center to periphery; Their visits now, I think, stem from duty more than pleasure […]
My first twenty years I’d never heard an honest-to-God live symphony, and then I started at the top: Koussevitsky and
North by coast road we drove
through stands of redwood tagged
for the lumberman’s ax,
past alpine villages and herds
of humped cattle in a kind of gorse,
to stop by the postcard bridge
arched over silted wetlands,
the sand creating nests
beasts might crawl to fill.
If I ride the bus to the end of the line I might discover the existence of God. In the
someone once lived in that old tin shack it was hot inside like it is in Fallon Nevada was in
Leonard Nathan AND HAVE YOU ALSO WISHED And have you also wished to leave the world of unforgiving surface and