Monthly Archives: September 2020

Men Like Me

Posted on 2020/09/28 by

Men Like Me I fear for my friendsthe ones who are huntedby men like me— paleprivileged and in power I fear for my friendsbecause the wheels of justiceare rusted— corruptedby men like me We suffer no consequenceswe wink at honest … Continue reading →

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Happy Equinox!

Posted on 2020/09/22 by

I celebrated the September Equinox with a virtual visit to Charles House to talk autumnal poetry with the folks there. We spent the last fifteen minutes composing one of our own and it turned out pretty good so I stole … Continue reading →

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Farewell Justice

Posted on 2020/09/19 by

Farewell Justice You fought with words and logic—powerful weapons for justicein reasonable timesbut it’s easier to manipulatesome folks by advertising fear. You struggled for so longand now to honor your memory,we must continue the battle,to march in the streets,to cast … Continue reading →

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Government of Idioms

Posted on 2020/09/14 by

Government of Idioms We elected a flabby foxto guard the hen house. That’s like putting a coallobbyist in charge of the EPA. oops. He did that. That’s like naming an anti-union lawyeryour Secretary of Labor. Ibid. That’s like nominatingAl Capone … Continue reading →

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Storm Haiku

Posted on 2020/09/11 by

I was struck by lightningscorch marks on my lipsfrom your kiss

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Upon Re-election

Posted on 2020/09/07 by

Upon Re-election The Emperor strode on stage,“I declare this is the classiest suitI’ve ever worn. More comfortableand tremendous and I made it myself!” Grateful reporters salutedand his devotees cheered.Serious pundits on television debatedboth sides of his magnificence. Hospitals filled with … Continue reading →

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Grave of Ruth Carter Farlow (1742-1837)

Posted on 2020/09/04 by

Last week I revisited Marlboro Friends Meeting outside the little village of Sophia, North Carolina, about half an hour’s drive south of Greensboro. I knew my third-great grandfather, John Farlow (1809-1879) was buried there since I already had a picture … Continue reading →

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