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Why I didn't Write Poems. Sunday, November 26, 2006. Why I Didn't Write Poems. Of Andy started in May. Just never quit. That luscious,. Delicious, fat, golden sun. Never let go. All day. Day after day, I lay with my new. Baby son, my chubby, pink, naked. Beautiful peeper, under that sun. That I hadn't yet learned. Not to trust, while my just as. Naked, just as beautiful, impishly. Adorable daughter, my Dawn,. Played Barbie, or waded, or. Swung on the swings. And I. Was almost as naked as they. Poem, Driv...

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Why I didn't Write Poems. Sunday, November 26, 2006. Why I Didn't Write Poems. Of Andy started in May. Just never quit. That luscious,. Delicious, fat, golden sun. Never let go. All day. Day after day, I lay with my new. Baby son, my chubby, pink, naked. Beautiful peeper, under that sun. That I hadn't yet learned. Not to trust, while my just as. Naked, just as beautiful, impishly. Adorable daughter, my Dawn,. Played Barbie, or waded, or. Swung on the swings. And I. Was almost as naked as they. Poem, Driv...

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Why I didn't Write Poems. Sunday, November 26, 2006. Why I Didn't Write Poems. Of Andy started in May. Just never quit. That luscious,. Delicious, fat, golden sun. Never let go. All day. Day after day, I lay with my new. Baby son, my chubby, pink, naked. Beautiful peeper, under that sun. That I hadn't yet learned. Not to trust, while my just as. Naked, just as beautiful, impishly. Adorable daughter, my Dawn,. Played Barbie, or waded, or. Swung on the swings. And I. Was almost as naked as they. Poem, Driv...

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Why I didn't Write Poems. Sunday, November 26, 2006. Why I Didn't Write Poems. Of Andy started in May. Just never quit. That luscious,. Delicious, fat, golden sun. Never let go. All day. Day after day, I lay with my new. Baby son, my chubby, pink, naked. Beautiful peeper, under that sun. That I hadn't yet learned. Not to trust, while my just as. Naked, just as beautiful, impishly. Adorable daughter, my Dawn,. Played Barbie, or waded, or. Swung on the swings. And I. Was almost as naked as they.

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Sunday, November 05, 2006. I believe that my mother. Is up there in heaven. Playing scrabble with my life. I’m not joking. I really believe this. Let me try to explain. When she died on May 25, 2002. Irving, a man she’d adored. In the last four years. Before that, her best friend. Had been Claire, Irving’s wife. During Claire’s long, drawn out. Dying, they’d spent many. An afternoon playing scrabble together. In Irving and Claire’s sunny Boulder apartment. When I was around, I would join them. And as I w...

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Driving Cross Country with Andy & Day: November 2006

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Driving Cross Country with Andy and Day. Friday, November 24, 2006. In the Year of the Drought*. Even now after so many years and many such trips &. So much loss I need to expound about that one. Particular magnificent journey East. How I at age 42. Swam my way over the breadth of America. With two 13 year old boys. My parents were still. Both alive in those days and we were driving. To see them, but there was in those days. Drought or no drought. We swam in the Willamette before we left home. They'd inv...

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My Mother is Alive. Thursday, September 21, 2006. Written For My Mother, Angela Thaler, 1984*. My Mother Is Alive. Written for my mother, Angela Brill Thaler, in 1984, soon after. A near fatal car crash). How their mothers are dead. Who never really lived. Except behind the ironing board. And in unfulfilled dreams -. My mother is alive. Floating on her back in blue water. She is monumental as mountains. Not mine. Mine is rock hard. Head on, two cars prove -. She is full of bones. And a good deal of brain.

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