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Tag Archives: maturity
A Tree in Winter
When in the winter, I shall stand a bare tree tall on frozen land there may be some who choose to rake among the leaves left in my wake and into separate piles by hue divide these skeletons. But who … Continue reading
And the children who think that summer ends
…and the children who think that summer ends and somehow, school and learning resume again, who do not yet realize the lessons. …and the parents who think their fall begun and somehow, school and learning do not apply to those … Continue reading
Coming of Age … an ongoing diatribe … LOL
In the most recent issue of American Poet, the journal of the American Academy of Poets, there is an advertisement for a book, Coming of Age as a Poet: Milton, Keats, Eliot, Plath, written by Helen Vendler, who seems to … Continue reading
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Tagged adulthood, books, Coming of Age as a Poet, Gene Scott, Helen Vendler, maturity, poetry, Poetry, responsibility, writing
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Half a Score
This decade slipped by faster than the ones before; the moments made of smaller, finer stuff. The days turn into months, each year turns into four, and often there just doesn’t seem to be enough time to keep in focus … Continue reading
On Education
If you were to ask me, say, how to make it in the Music business, what you needed to know and where you needed to be seen, heard or known, I could probably give you a pretty intelligent answer. Likewise, … Continue reading
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Tagged ability, criticism, maturity, poetry, self-doubt, talent, writing
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In Boston
In Boston, where I cut my teeth on the raw meat of delusion, and watched myself in disbelief live penniless out on the street, my college days found conclusion. There on the green line, Brookline bound, I took a job … Continue reading
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Tagged Berklee, Boston, change, college, daily poems, friendship, maturity, responsibility
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