Monthly Archives: November 2018

November 30, “Lester, December 1,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

                  Lester, December 1  He had been up on his walker just the week before, Thanksgiving, shuffling through the dining room, jones-ing for his TUMS antacid fix instead of turkey. There was … Continue reading

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November 29, “Thirteen Pelicans in Flight,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

Thirteen Pelicans in Flight   above the couple who walk the sandy side of Carolina as the tide leans on Africa. The sea tortoise lies beached in the surf after a century of shrimp and hurricanes. Weathered timbers jut from … Continue reading

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November 28, “Artifacts and Dentistry,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

  Artifacts and Dentistry   Nathan isn’t with you yet, this Wednesday evening of poetry, courtesy of Columbus Recreation & Parks. You politely listen, patiently await reception of any magic image or sound and it occurs that you seldom hear … Continue reading

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November 27, “Crows, and Others,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

 Knowledge The crows that roost at the peak of Mom’s barn roof rusted sheet metal rest assured they will eat by dusk.   Black Hand one gorge, two buzzards… then three, four drums beating, five Canadian geese ascend from the … Continue reading

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November 26, “Texture,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

  Texture   November feels like the wale of a corduroy calendar, a hike along herringboned pavement, hearing the unshaven whiskers scratch fingerprints, seeing soles scuffle over street pavers, as Hopper’s tender light sprays warmth on russet brick walls at … Continue reading

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November 25, “Rachael First Saw Jim Dine’s Smoking” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

  Rachael First Saw Jim Dine’s Smoking   jacket on a late autumn Sunday, in the first chill of the season she recalls her father in it, Burnt Sienna, dressed for coffee and toast as he studies football scores in … Continue reading

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November 24, “Jack the Dog,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

  Jack the Dog One Saturday in November a mail carrier gave me a letter from Helen in Maine. She wrote: “Jack the Dog killed a turkey, a kitty, and attacked the pigs inside their pen again. I shot him.” … Continue reading

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