SCENIC
While the wind grows bold I try to imagine myself shivering in some other place I have not gone to yet ***************
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WHO CAN SAY MORE?
Who Can Say more than a mind can record? The eye travels or the head turns and the named and the unnamed vie for attention only to be forgotten, which…
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Our Best Friend
Rats are good for war. The LA Times said so today. Better than dogs at sniffing out bombs, rats are social, but not too, distraction not an issue with them….
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Hidden
I like to write and hide various messages in my work Where my hidden messages might turn up is anyone’s guess Ask me and I may or may not tell…
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“Father”
His ugly unshaved chubby face disgusts me. I only see the wrinkled forehead The evil eyes, and all the hurtful names on his lips. His thinning hair does nothing to…
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What Would Wallace Stevens Say?
Why do you cry sad child? Your mother loves you. It’s just… She has no more tears to hide. She has seen the terrible pavane Of skeletons to the other…
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So Be It
Jack is an award winning author and poet who is currently working on a book about the first and last great Republican President Abe Lincoln and his attitudes on race and slavery.
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Lament
Jack Lindeman’s most recent book of poems, As If, was nominated for a Pushcart Prize
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Holey Moley/Scowl…
Holey Moley Holy Moley What is holy Everything Souley- Nothing When it’s Packaged Tightly Compacted Into slits And grits- The Universe Itself is holy- Stars and comets Rolly-Polly Huge…
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