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On the 50th anniversary of the first man on the moon.
It was four minutes to 11PM and my father sat on the edge of his seat in the living room watching the TV. I knew what was happening, but didn’t think it was a big deal. The picture was horribly… Read More ›
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A Delicate Annoyance
A Delicate Annoyance After I’m gone Don’t grieve for me Or things I didn’t achieve And left undone I wrote words to be like a thread in the air Lyrical Soft Obscure enough To awaken you from sleeping Under a… Read More ›
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On My Way Home In Annapolis Tonight
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Boxers,Comics,Poets
A boxer’s most important punch is the jab. It may not end a fight but it sets up everything that does, and will keep your opponent busy and force them to play defense. That momentary stun is opportunity. It takes… Read More ›
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Natatores
An El Brookman Haiku
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Annapolis Shallows
Inside her room where bodies spent On a sweat-stained couch marking days With voices raised and a window where love went. How she wanted iambic pentameter A drinking song to sing upon the Chesapeake. Annapolis has moved on, so has… Read More ›
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A Reading of the Poem; “When Love Becomes Still-Life.”
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Reading of the poem, CHURCH CIRCLE
When I returned to ANNAPOLIS, I parked at a meter near Church Circle to have my dinner and beers at Stan & Joe’s Saloon. I had not seen this 300 year old circle in almost two years and this early… Read More ›
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The Hidden Message on the Pieta
I want you to think about a large piece of marble weighing around 9000 pounds. A man was contracted to produce a work for a Cardinal in the church in 1498 and complete it by 1499. He was twenty-four and… Read More ›
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Third Week of Every July
Those times taking the children to the shore Vacationing from work All the buildings in a city And lack of horizons there. Our lives were deep breaths on a strong pier. We held that breath Till the next year…. Read More ›
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