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Jan.12.2013
It seems like half the town comes in for coffee between noon and two, most of them hooded and mittened against the cold, some of them—despite their best efforts—appearing nearly frostbitten, their movement toward the café tables slow, their utterances clipped, their eyes still frozen into a sub-...
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Jan.12.2013
I Still Have The Rugsucker Nightmares
Don't ask me why. My rugsucking career only lasted for a short time in the mid-8Os, but I'm still occasionally tormented by bad dreams about those years; dreams in which, inevitably, nothing ever goes right. Not last night, though; last night things were...
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Jan.08.2013
He spends all of a whopping twenty minutes sitting with his client and her psychiatrist, evaluating the effectiveness of her laundry list of meds.
She tells him how her bones ache in the morning, is vague about her sleep patterns, and remains unable to explain her irresistible need to repeat...
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Jan.04.2013
“When I first came here,” he said, sitting at his desk and lying to her in his most sunset voice, “ I had all these pencil stubs and half-dried out felt tip markers hanging around in a shoebox. It hadn’t taken me long to collect them, and I hadn’t done so on purpose. They’d just piled up over the...
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Dec.25.2012
Great. Another Christmas fiasco. We awoke this morning to find a heavy smell of smoke in the house, and soot coating everything in sight. It’s a wonder we didn’t all perish from carbon monoxide inhalation.
Some foreign object clogged the chimney while we, all snug in our beds, slept....
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Dec.22.2012
It isn’t a book yet; it’s only blank pages. He can only imagine it’s a book, and he imagines it one letter, one word, one page at a time. He imagines someone reading it someday, thinking they’re reading a book, not noticing all the empty spaces on and between the pages; imagines them doting on one...
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Dec.20.2012
13 Holiday Factoids
1. Christmas, as we know it today, was invented in 1596. Prior to that year, it was celebrated much like we celebrate Arbor Day today, but without the reverence for trees.
2. The first three “Yule Logs” burned down the dwellings in which they were burned. The name has been...
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Dec.20.2012
He tries to be kind to children who approach him thinking he’s Santa Claus just because he’s old and fat and has a sizeable white beard. It’s almost Christmas, he reminds himself, and they can’t help themselves because they’re children and because they’ve been brainwashed. Sometimes,...
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Dec.17.2012
We manage to pass all kinds of laws designed to protect individuals in our society, but apparently gun-restriction isn't one worth considering.
I guess it's OK for some guy to bring his guns to my kid's school as long as he buckles his seat belt on the way & doesn't smoke on...
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Dec.07.2012
The low angle of early December early morning light slides across the bistro table, casts long, indistinct shadows across the blank white sheets of paper there, awaiting their ink the same way that the freshly fallen snow on the sidewalk outside awaits the first few bootprints of the new day....
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Dec.06.2012
Let me tell you about Peter Bagley’s eyes. Peter was a classmate, I guess, because I knew him by name & remember his wide face and his gray eyes even today. I have this photographic memory moment, tape loop, in motion, full color & sound image locked in my mind today over half a...
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Nov.29.2012
He goes to the hospital, lets them look him over, look into and through him, turn him over and inside out, look and look again until, finally satisfied, the doctor gives him the thumbs-up and the nurse winks and smiles, knowing more about him than even the woman waiting...
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Nov.28.2012
Because it’s lunchtime, and because he’s a writer, he takes a writer’s lunch, twisting the truth when he writes because he believes that truth, untwisted, is far less fun to read; that the straight line from fact to fact, while short and direct, is also predictable and, often, boring.
He...
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Nov.21.2012
(Crankin up my Holiday Grinchiness)
I hear it all the time. It used to happen only rarely and only just on news programs, but now it seems to be an accepted manner of self-expression, and I hear it everywhere I go: someone’s speaking and suddenly s/he launches into the dreaded Self...
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Nov.18.2012
I’m hoping that someone with time and savvy steps up to take over the responsibility of maintaining daily publication of POETRY BREAKFAST, which announced its impending cessation this morning.
A while back, they went from daily poetry to 4x/week, alternating with interviews, lectures videos, etc...
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About Ron.
(Sample published work at: EGGS OVER TOKYO)(Live blog at: SCRAMBLED, NOT FRIED)(Prose-ish at: SIX SENTENCES) Ron. started reading and writing poetry seriously in the late '60s, when a floral-necktied student teacher dumped a bunch of books on his desk, one of...
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