What Is A Labyrinth? Simply put, it is a path that winds around within a circle. The path begins at the outside of the circle, and ends at the center. It is often confused with a maze. However, a maze has many possible paths, many of which terminate in dead ends. A labyrinth has only…
Garden Umbrella
Original Publish Date: 9.1.00 Tall, solitary, unhindered It stands with its arms down Its white canvas draped around it Like a devotee in his robe Head down in solemn discourse Pleats shuffle around in the breeze Looking like a schoolgirl’s skirt Churned back and forth listlessly During a scolding Shamed eyes looking at the ground…
These Leaves
Original Publish Date: 11.1.00 I got a Thanksgiving card from Mom today With the reds, oranges, and yellows of fall Cut out of the cover into a string of leaves and a pumpkin. She is always on time with cards Inside, some pressed leaves, real ones Presumably from her yard, Or somewhere down the country…
Resting
Original Publish Date: 7.1.1 My face droops with The solemn determination to make it Through the day Resigned and hardened To the diatribes of conscience Like the patter of weekend rain “You should not have stayed up late – again.” I have work to do. Work to do. Zzz.
American Light Bulb Jokes
So I was thinking how much I love stereotypes and ethnic jokes, & I realized that there aren’t enough good anti American jokes. Hopefully I won’t be attacked for being a racist if I make jokes about my own country. So I thought about the qualities of Americans that are annoying. I had to think…
What is good satire?
I want to write a short series of satirical stories, but in doing so, I want to make clear what my purpose is, and so I first want to paint my view of the content and purposes of satire. Enjoy. 1. The goals of satire v. sarcasm Many people confuse these two types of communication,…
Pee
Original Publication Date: 7.7.1 My mind is consumed With the solitary thought Of having to pee Other priorities ask for attention But they must wait Until I find a bathroom A restroom, a tree out of sight Anything will do It must happen now.
Remembering
“Where am I?” Horace asked himself as he walked out of the doors into the afternoon sunshine. This was the second time in recent memory that Horace had experienced some disorientation when exiting a store – or was it the third time, he wondered? Standing in the doorway, he didn’t panic – years of martial…
The Place
Original Publish Date: 7.1.1 There is a place Between all of the paradoxical dialectics Where time and truth meet And Isness replaces both So that neither exists except In the present moment. I will meet you there And we will become re-aquainted
