Category: Writing
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D is for Desultor
Desultor! A warm, wonderful Latin term. Notice how it tends to just roll off the tip of your tongue when speaking it. It has three parts that tend to be spoken fast, slow, fast. In ancient Rome it referred to a circus performer who could leap from one horse to another. So, in my weird…
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DON’T MESS WITH MY COFFEE Copyright 2011 Gordon Kuhn: Poet in the Rain. Coffee in a plain blue cup dark brew, restaurant knew ah, cream to the side, I think but blink at the suggestion of sugar need not sweeten the bitter biting taste to do so would be such a terrible waste of…
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I Hate To Say It, But….
I hate to say it, but I don’t like the holiday season. Oh, it is not an anti-religious theme dislike. I’m fine with religion. I think some people need to have religion in their lives. I think some people need to grow up and leave people who need religion alone. I am always amazed when…
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Chinese food.
It’s 0233. I’m sitting here with a bowl of pork fried rice. I like pork fried rice. I like Chinese hot mustard. I like Chinese hot mustard in my pork fried rice. When I bought my pork fried rice tonight I picked up several packages of Chinese hot mustard. My wife put my Chinese hot…
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Something about a tree, offending people, the AC phoney LU and other thoughts in the middle of the night.
Wow. December 11, 2011! I’m still back on January 11, 2011. Someone stole all those months and placed me here now. What happened? Anyway, it’s 0153 and I am sleepy. It was a busy day. It was a nerve wracking day. It was a Xanax day. Can I write a Haiku about it? Hmm. I…
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The Grass Along The Side Of The Road
It is now 0615. I’ve been up since 0430. I’m working on The Hanging Of The Wolf. That story is about the capture, trial, and attempted (note attempted) lynching of the fairy-book character The Wolf. He is known so well for huffing and puffing and dressing up in Little Red Riding Hood’s grannies nightgown. At…
THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN 