Monthly Archives: January 2015

The Comeback

Here’s how it happened: I was on the ladder fixing a gutter when the wind gusted and I ended up standing at the edge of an old canal, and this boat glides up all weathergray and brown, riding high, filled … Continue reading

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The Sparrow #poetrybyglossarch

I open the window and a little sparrow rushes in with the breeze.   I reach towards the window – Surely this bird won’t be missed.   Wait, my wife says, Let him go. Think of the little children Up … Continue reading

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Broken and Loud #FridayFictioneers

The strangest thing is how natural this all comes now, he thought as he considered the red splash of geraniums in the courtyard.  See how I’ve set the table beside me, he said to himself.  It’s as if the place … Continue reading

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Night Silence Desert #poetrybyglossarch

Night Silence Desert I Following the sunken sun Into the depths of the West, Venus scatters a handful Of newborn stars. II Beneath the cowl of night Silence awakens. Stepping softly, she passes by Without disturbing a stone Or interrupting … Continue reading

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Unthinking it

I saw her gazing at the road sign. “Not from here?” I asked. “Nope.  Landed in O’Hare an hour ago,” she said.  “Headed to Cali.” “So you’re got a layover and figured you’d get your kicks?” “No,” she said.  “I’m … Continue reading

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Turning Back

I step outside I raise my net I catch the moon. Like Joshua, who stilled the sun- He kept blood flowing I’d stop it up.

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