Monthly Archives: January 2016

the dragonfly is trapped in class, he can’t fly through the windows glass. he makes a wild,scary noise exciting all the girls and boys. if i could find the words to say to jolt my students in a similar way, … Continue reading →

” What are those blinking lights? and who put this wall here where I always cross this road???” That said as death came out of the dark night disguised as a bright white light, rendering all questions superfluous. The trouble … Continue reading →

is far from laughing when he chases his fellow flockers from the pizza bones in the parking lot by the boardwalk. “SHARE? SHARE? HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! NNEEVVEERR!!!!!

Jesus was an otter, teaching ants to dance. It’s a two thousand year old saddness that there are less otters than ants. Otters can dance. Ants can’t. I’d rather be an otter than an ant. Otters wear dance pants. Ants, … Continue reading →

Is not the least embarassed as he screaches his victory around the flock. “Fish! Flesh! See me! See me!” Then, the flock flocks after him: “Angry! Hungry! Gimmee! Gimmee!” Until the silver minnow sinks beneath the surf. But no one … Continue reading →

I wish you were a Polynesian poppy, polinated by a bee. The only stipulation: that the bee must be me!

Manure, ice,straw,blood greet the winter birth. fascinating. hypnotic to watch a holsteins travail. the gory infant, hooves and nose first. baby bull destined for slaughter. the struggle for the right to struggle for short sucks on an emptying udder. then … Continue reading →

the old couple chair danced while the town band ressurected Harry James, trumpets blasting, saxs sexing, trombones sliding in and out, in, out, the old couples feet moved faster, their hands held tighter with the beat. later, I know, the … Continue reading →

my wife blows bubbles with child like glee! she giggles to see crystal Christmas light bulbs rimming roof tops, glowing the snow. my wife glows, bubbles and enjoys everything. what more can be asked for by me?

There was, this evening, a ring around the moon. I knew, at noon, it would be there, felt it coming as the air went frigid damp, as the sky changed blues, a gradual morph of hues, until, at dusk, a … Continue reading →