Author Archives: Ken Greenman

…that magnetic force slamming souls together, lit by the sudden lightning bolt flashed from a cloudless, midnight sky. It locks us together at its spark. Can never be torn apart without a rending of the heart. There is no diminishment, … Continue reading →

In times when darkness floods my soul and my mind’s a void of doom, it’s not-hard for me to once-again-see the world’s a spinning grave yard. And all the globe’s in gloom. But then, some moment catches me, my wife’s … Continue reading →

In May, one twin had a birthday, (as did his brother, naturally), was wished well. The other, forgotten or not liked, I guess… is left out, (usually) even though their births had been (nearly) simultaneously. Why not wish, both born, … Continue reading →

…talking to the old man sitting on his bench in the park. His black-felt-fedora covering his yarmulke. His threadbare-black-cardigan-vest, all four buttons buttoned, even summers heat. He feeds his pigeons and squirrels every day. Says “Hello!” or “Greetings!” to everyone … Continue reading →

….I’ve never seen before, never met, yet. I think we might become friends but for the wide avenue I’ve grown too old and fearful to cross. There’re no traffic lights! No cross walks! The cars are like hungry lions chasing … Continue reading →

Is it enough to say, “…and Something came out of the tomb”? Is it enough to have a faith in that “Something”? There are multiple possibilities, each enough to hold tightly too. A god rolling a stone away. The teachings … Continue reading →

No! Not an angry prophet, holy fire in his eyes, whipping money changers from the temple. Nor a gentle teacher sermonizing the multitude on The Mount. Not a torn and bleeding itinerant hanging from a cross. No! Not even an … Continue reading →

During Truman’s time, the two were neighbors in their cribs. Later, they danced together, topless at twenty, on the muddy fields of Woodstock. One married once and stayed that way. The other…well, she had three. They and their children and … Continue reading →

A sonnet from Saint Pauls letter to the Hebrews. ( Redacted by the early church fathers in 305 CE, when their debate over priestly celibacy was brought to its conclusion). The sonnet was found to be heretical and therefore could … Continue reading →

You’ve seen it! On all the hospital shows when the patients die and the Doctor lifts his stethoscope and says, “Write it down… Patient expired…” and the nurse records the time to the last second and the family comes in … Continue reading →