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CLIMB TO THE SKY

                The corn changes overnight: taller and a deeper green.  Soon I will not have, this morning scene I see.  My horizon will be tasseled tops at field’s edge and not distant trees past open fields.  The field will be a “jungle” of perfect lined 30” rows in which children will get lost calling “Marco” […]

ROCKS

            There is a small handful of two-inch road rock that sits on the dash of my pickup.  They were given to me by four-year old son.  He hand-picked them one day as we walked a pasture with a fresh-spread lane leading down a hilltop to a working corral that becomes knee-high mud in wet […]

TUESDAY THOUGHTS

                Why do so many seek to be part of a movement?  Is it for “the cause” or simply a seeking to belong?  Are the social movements at present principles anyone really rejects?  If an unjustifiable wrong is witnessed, accounted for, and addressed: what do we benefit taking it further into unjust retribution?  Does this […]

MOVING ON

                I don’t like Hemingway like I used to.  I don’t like his absorption in past problems, his superficial love, his false manliness.  It is an air that impresses those still searching for self—because it is their story—but there comes a point when one must move on in life and literature.                  Still, I thought […]