3 PM Clients Must Not Be Boring
The asparagus fern sits in a sun filled cornerlike a sweet faced toddler plopped on a potty chair,up turned face […]
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Tributes
Mental Health Workers, Poems, Tributes
Delusions
Today, a lady said: I stay with phones and bibles in my room, don’t sleep. Never leave ’cause the windows
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Our Adult Grandchildren
How slowly……… imperceptibly we moved from center to periphery; Their visits now, I think, stem from duty more than pleasure
Greatest Gen, Poems, Tributes
Finished Symphony
My first twenty years I’d never heard an honest-to-God live symphony, and then I started at the top: Koussevitsky and
Coast Road
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.
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Beyond the Headlines
If I ride the bus to the end of the line I might discover the existence of God. In the