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ENTER EXITS
He says doors and windows are to enable us to come within, to be safe from all that is outside, to make this space a sanctuary. She says windows and doors are to allow us to merge with the sky, taste the river, and sing songs taught us by the moon. The doors and windows…
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OSAKA MORNING
The rain trickles slowly down the deep green and gray roof tiles, drips slowly from the tangle of wires and antennae, onto the narrow streets and alleys where bicycles lean against doorways, barely avoided by cars passing quickly. The sky is the gray of countless ships in the nearby harbor, a monochromatic world broken only…
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IN MEMORIUM: NAMELESS ONE
My muse drowned in a torrent of words. I buried her on page 243 of War and Peace. Kafka read the eulogy, while Ferlinghetti dozed in the third pew. I sat Shiva for a week and the guests brought endless casseroles of Westlake, Cornwell and Kellerman. I waited for Ondaatje to sooth my grief, but…
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OUT OF THE GARDEN
He says, “You know it is long past time to stop blaming the poor snake, it wasn’t his fault and when you stop and think about it, he told no lies. And what makes you think that he had any idea of the consequences of the offer. will you admit snakes are as sentient as we…
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PERIPHERAL VISION
Open your eyes. What do you see? The sky Close your eyes. What do you see? Nothing Then open your eyes. What do you see? The sky Close your eyes. What do you see? Nothing Now open your eyes. What do you see? The sky and a large hawk…
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ANGELS
She says sometimes an angel will appear, and you won’t know it. Driving US 1 out of Narragansett, the map says you are close to the sea. You cannot smell the salt air, there is no scent of cod or clam, there is only faith. The waitress in the Newport Café wears the plaid shirt…
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REFLECTION
Just once on the Shinkansen Tokyo to Osaka I chose to sit on the rearward facing seat just once to see where I had been without care of what lay ahead.
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TAKING
You can take my sight, but my mind will still see what it must, and my fingers will become eyes. You can take my hearing, I will imagine what I must, and my eyes will become ears. You can take my tongue, but my body will shout what I must, and my hands will speak…
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AGELESS
He is still three, but he is not easily convinced of that fact. He says he is four, although with that certain smirk and a wink he admits his birthday is next week. He says he is practicing being four and it doesn’t seem all that hard. He says he has gotten so good at…
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SCENES FROM A MURDER TRIAL (A PLAY WITHOUT ACTORS): ACT III
On December 14, 1992, a shooting occurred at Simon’s Rock College. At around 10:30 pm, Wayne Lo, a student at the school, shot and killed one student and one professor, and wounded three students and a security guard. His SKS rifle soon jammed and Lo later surrendered to authorities without further incident. OBSTANTE VERDICTO “In the…
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