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The Archeology of Memory
Several times near the end of her long life my grandmother mentioned a time when she was very young and her new immigrant father took her out in a little boat on a New York City beach. Gramma didn’t give a lot of detail, but this was obviously a precious moment that encapsulated a feeling…
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The Taskmaster, a Meditation on Aging and Learning
The TaskmasterA chance meeting at midlifeA young cellist on the radioSlow emotive notesReverberations and longingSo you became my taskmasterInsisting upon unity of body and mindClearing of obsessionsDemanding relaxationA strange new countryFour strings the only roadsSounds the only guidepostsConfusion, frustrationThis note is A, this is C, this is F sharpBut I had no unconscious template, no…
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Cowardice
Up is down and left is rightRed is blue and black is whiteCowardice is braveryBullying is genius knaveryIgnorance is brillianceEducation is arroganceEvil is good, and shame is prideA billionaire’s megalomaniaA madman’s capriceInvertebrate sycophantsHistory repeatsThe fate of the worldSwinging on a tattered thread 1930’s wood block painting by Kawase Hasui
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Stargazing
We cling to life so tenaciouslyA ferocity wired genetically Into all creatures that beWe fear the possibilityOf death’s finalityOf no transcendent mysteryNo reward for all our miseriesWe look at other galaxiesAnd wonder … Can it be?Other life we cannot see?Yet the light we seeIs ancient soliloquyUnfathomable relativityLike an early childhood memorySo many eons of humanityAccelerating…
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Blue Blue Heron
I know my presenceCaused you some stressHere in your homeI am but a guestI hope you understood my excitementTo see you againI tried to tread softlySo as not to offendHoping all the whileThat maybe we’re friends********* The first Trump presidency gutted key parts of the century old, bipartisan Migratory Bird Protection Treaty. Joe Biden quickly…
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Floral Bells
Little floral bellsWe love to sing and ringWhile we swingIn the winter wind and rainLittle floral bellsWe know our lives are shortBut as we cavortWe hope to ease your human painDon’t let evil politiciansWeigh you downTry to think of usAs we are nowBefore we fall to the ground!Try hard to smile, not frown!
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Second Chances
At first, from a distance, I dismissed youAs too uniformly drabI didn’t expect to find such color and beautyThrough a lensSecond looks, second chancesSerenditpitous reflections and reminders
Haumanu Speaks/PoetiCalli 