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A Poem of Involuntary Isolation
It’s my 13th bloggiversary! And I had to check the obituaries today. Again.
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The Poetry That No One Ever Sees
Poetry is everywhere.
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The Things I Block Out
Life, filtered.
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Buzz On, Buddy
Science nerd that I am, I was fascinated by this recent article in The Atlantic.
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#WhyIDidntReport
It’s not polite to rock the boat.
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Becoming Part of the Silence
A friend of mine recently posted this quote on her Facebook page: In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence. ~ Robert Lynd What a lovely sentiment. But it’s harder to do than it seems at first glance. Most of us live in a world full of noise…
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Peace and Quiet
As I write this, a construction crew is tearing up the pavement on my bridge. It’s long overdue, and I’m really looking forward to not having potholes in my parking space anymore, but still, they are making an ungodly racket. I’ve actually had to resort to wearing earplugs, which is making it quite a challenge…
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Boy Talk
As I walked up the bridge to work tonight I passed rows of silent fishermen. It occurred to me that that’s probably why guys like to go fishing so much. They’re encouraged to be quiet. It’s probably the same with golf, come to think of it. I’ve always been rather bemused by male friendships. A…
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“End of Discussion”
More than one man in my life has said that to me, and it always works. For a split second. Because I’m rendered speechless by the arrogance, the gall, the unbelievable nerve that it takes to even conceive of that sentence, let alone utter it out loud. It seems to be part of the collective…