My Father Who Art In Heaven

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did you get a plenary indulgence for every house you built for your growing family who’s final number was nine?

)one for the house you built and lost during the first Great Depression )one for the chicken coop you made into a home )one for the chicken coop / garage as number of babies [...]

let’s kid ourselves

at least the butting bison are less visible having taken on more culturally acceptable ways to woo women their way

way back in the days at least every man’s every woman’s sexuality was understood and honored i heard the elder say “full moon and empty arms” a fond memory of long ago

oh the flail [...]

My Jake Poem

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i wondered today thru the poems, Jake, the ones i published, hard copy, mine — and others

not gonna speak here about your poems or the one that found me you

my meandering didn’t start at the beginning of publishing, i’ve wondered there quite often, perhaps i will again, but not now

quite near [...]

first letter in last letter out

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turns out unknown but known inside the outer covering it’s getting cold personal i say not universal one can hope and do lethal are the final scratchings cultural future shocks having come and gone how many times too many to count will the last one out have a light to turn out one last [...]

Good Grief Reza Sayah! CNN anchor

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Charlie wants me to ask you what is an Iranian doing on national news (CNN at least) espousing US and Israel needs to be “very worried” about your country, Iran.

This Country Girl wants to know ) why and when you left Iran, how and whaa-t?

for give me i just can’t stop imagining [...]

if i could kill yesterday

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no, not kill…un-birth it, yesterday, so i wouldn’t have to knowingly know

there’s a kind of hurt all over the world all over the world tonight

and it’s a powerful machine of human flesh from “Ain’t gonna take it anymore!” to “Can you hear us now?”

one half hour till morning the odor is [...]

when a grandchild dies

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the pain is too great to endure there is no believing in a Compassionate God we look to the stars see every parent’s grief one by one a never ending

form your family circle shed the tears for one another knowing/remembering we carry on for one another who are still here

there is a [...]

Open letter to Jonathan Pollack

I tried, three times, to send you a closed letter via Brookings Institution unfortunately it seems they do not want input from non members ergo:

Dear Jonathan Pollack,

Please acknowledge what N. Korean wants from America – A Peace Treaty. To them, a Truce implies we may attack them again. Do the right thing.

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