PLAYING GAMES

  When I was a child, was I thoughtless or taught less or was there less to think about, less to love? Though life was never loveless. When I was a child, did I dream less because I didn’t know any more? When I was a child, I lied without knowing the truth of a […]

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TO CAPTURE EACH OTHER TOGETHER

  I took photos of us once, together, to remember all I had before I set off to find myself in other fields that other lands had whispered of other welcomes across other waves, moments to return to later as I navigated new roads, strange turns and gates I had to manage alone. Now, our […]

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ORIGINS

  We are not always daughter to the day or son to the stars. Some times space shrinks and we find ourselves light years away from the planets that hold the answers to where we came from. We take giant steps across uncharted terrains, nerves attached to transmitters connected to nothing but a need to […]

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TO COME TO THE TABLE

  Knowledge is not an end in itself Some of the best books have made me yawn- After Nietzsche I needed a nap And Joyce makes me question often My ability to comprehend the written word. Perhaps that was always his aim. Knowledge is not an end in itself No jump is ever made after […]

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OBITUARIES. FATHER’S DAY

  You loved watching football and found joy in the obituaries; the last lines of life after it had been lost. You liked watching the news and thrived while washing the car, in the driveway, on a Saturday and maybe again on a Sunday after handing the missal out at mass, rubbing and scrubbing over […]

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TRACKS AND CHANGES

  They’ve built a running track beneath the low hum of this humdrum small town with its two pubs, skinny batch and round tower. Men lift weights with uncovered arms that’ve been internally attacked by giant sized popcorn. I lift smaller weights in the privacy of the shadows in the back garden but have still […]

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COMING BACK TO COURAGE

  I’d heard of songs being sung in other fields before I could even read the notes. Sometimes scores are set before the scenes have even been shot. Brave, they said, but I shrugged and set off. I had yet to learn how fear could freeze. A fool’s soliloquy is often lighter than the enlightened […]

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BETWEEN THE COURSES AND THE CLOTH

  Gracious and godly, if I recall correctly, you sat stocky at the table and told us your passions for paintings and pretty things and how you’d fallen often, of late, on bended knee over a foreign body to worship the whole beauty of his being. I was shy of 20 at the time, new […]

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TYPES OF DOLLS

  They call them Russian dolls but there was a shop that sold them by the Nieuwe Kerk in Amsterdam, not far from those ruby lit windows displaying Dutch dolls in de Wallen, both of which provided excitement for wet tourists under rain coats in the soaked summer months terrified of traffic and tram tracks […]

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MY THREE FATES

  I- The original   Water                            floods flesh From carnal comes forth     creation Washed in sin and they watch. In judgement Water releases               hold Sign away the rights                to his name   II- The Second Coming   Tears flood                   drained desert She will be  an ocean             once more Blood             […]

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