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Whatever Works: ghazal

To say positive thinking breeds success is to a point the truth – well, more or less. Reality, however, would suggest what matters more is really openness: acceptance of what comes as being blessed with more experience and evidence that … Continue reading

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Freedom of Speech

Americans talk loud and often of their right to speak: a pillar of democracy that gives voice to the weak as well as strong, in equal shares, so each may truly taste of freedom’s sweet, delicious fruit and none will … Continue reading

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Firm Foundation

A note to whom it may concern: fortunes may change, and tables turn, adversity may try and get you down. The world is often hard and cruel, it makes the wisest men just fools, and fashions from its gold a … Continue reading

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The Politics of Deconstruction

A moment, more or less, of deconstruction: by which I mean to delve into the soul that strives to separate life from destruction and yet maintain some semblance of the whole, to claim by sacred right the single kernel, the … Continue reading

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An End to Parables

I’ve spent a life in parables, disguising my ideas in costumes and strange metaphors deliberately unclear and so perhaps convinced the world that I’m a harmless quack, imagining just chimeras with no spine in their backs. But recently, while looking … Continue reading

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Common Grounds: a forensics poem

“The one thing I want is to be understood,” she yelled as she slammed the door. I yelled back, “Good!” Now looking in hindsight, I know that I should have tried to defuse the melee, if I could. But knowing … Continue reading

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One Can Learn Anywhere

Once upon a time, long time ago it was (a time of innocence / a time of confidences?), I was a parishioner at the Mennonite church in Bluffton, Ohio. In addition to being volunteered to teach youth groups about the … Continue reading

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