Wednesday 29th December, 2004
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Rod in “The Best is Yet to Come” 11/6/04
Photo by Shira Greenburg ©2004 by Broadway.com. Used by Permission
A Thought for Today
Invest in yourself. You are your best
asset.
A FLIGHT FROM6THE
PAST
1 January, 1999
SNOW
I’ve tried to make a diary entry out of snow. It melts as quickly as
it’s put to paper. Why I wonder? Denver winters are a fact of life.
Amsterdam has turned my ear a dozen kinds of red in as many years. Just
how the snow came down in Washington and Edmonton and Portland, long
ago, is easily remembered.
London: when the first flake falls half the city’s given to pretending
it’s the first time ever. Therein lies the clue. Like a half-forgotten
joke, surprises lose their awe, relived, retold.
If I could talk with truth about Detroit, or all those years in Elko,
I’d have fantasies and truths to fill a volume, but snow melts in the
telling.
- from "Come To Me In Silence," 1973. First appearance in Flight Plan
1/1/99
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My
only forced submission has been the rape of time. I only own myself but
all of me is mine.
-from “All of Me is Mine”
The love of God is love’s highest
aspiration.
Imitation is always found out.
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A FIST FULL OF SNOW
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I need familiars
your bowels and brains have to be
as sure for me as both your eyes.
Passing through the sheets
and climbing down inside of you
even though
you give back one for one
and maybe more
I sometimes wonder if I haven’t
traversed or gone climbing down a shaft
so new that none, not even me
had charted it.
Did you take a turn that I missed,
did I go somewhere else?
Was there a curve we did not
go around together? Worse–
has someone else been hiking
down your highway.
Not to worry, change is change
unaccountable but surprising
if you like surprises.
It is just that I had hoped
That all of our surprises
would be together, planned.
There is some silence now
like dead wood in the forest
moving only when prodded.
And I am still here waiting
with only a fist full of snow.
- from "The 1975 McKuen Animal Concern
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