Category Archives: Ponderings on the Meaning of Things

Write a Post About a Post

Write a song Write a song about the very song you sing Pen a line about a line within a line Write a song about a song. Think a thought Think a thought about the very thought you think Hold … Continue reading

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Dreams And The Catching Thereof

Yesterday I entered the last year of my seventh decade.  After a certain time of life, birthdays begin to be sobering affairs as they produce an inevitable rumination over the meaning of life’s events.  I begin to wonder what value I have added, … Continue reading

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Singing For Supper

We are entering that season which is neither winter nor spring – the season I call ‘Not Spring’.  Temperatures have moderated, hovering in the upper 50s and even reaching 60 degrees on one or two occasions.  There hasn’t been any snow or frost for the last couple of … Continue reading

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The Fog Bank

The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on. Carl Sandburg, Fog Yesterday dawned as if it would become a beautiful day – as it eventually did.  When, at … Continue reading

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The Virtue of a Small, Small Place

“If there is such a thing as being conditioned by climate and geography, and I think there is, it is the West that has conditioned me. It has the forms and lights and colors that I respond to in nature … Continue reading

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Moonlight and Snowfall

It is 4:00 AM.  Despite my usual practice of turning on one downstairs light to help guide my way to the stairs which lead to our library, I left it off this morning.   Accordingly, the house is completely dark except for the light I … Continue reading

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Winter Hangs Heavy

There’s a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons – That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes – Heavenly Hurt, it gives us – We can find no scar, But internal difference, Where the Meanings, are – None may teach it – Any – … Continue reading

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Of The Nature And Timing of Anniversaries

So different, this man And this woman: A stream flowing In a field. William Carlos Williams, Marriage My brother Mike was feted this week by our home town YMCA for 60 years of continuous employment.  It’s difficult to imagine both the string of years and … Continue reading

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The Promise of the Snow Geese (Chen caerulescens)

The wind tastes faintly of Winter’s crispness; daylight is shading toward Winter clarity.    Heavy morning frost has become a regular visitor, persisting in the shaded nooks throughout the day and leaving the faintest impression of early snow in the darkest, deepest crannies where daylight scarcely reaches.  Pine limbs greet the day coated … Continue reading

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A Climatic War Zone

The arrival of fall has turned Humptulips County into a climatic war zone.  Even as I write I can hear thunder in the distance and rain is falling regularly as it has been for the last three days.  This is … Continue reading

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