Tag Archives: Prose Poetry

Spud’s Hats

(My wife’s father died in October, 2008.  The family, his six children, their spouses and families, all gathered together for the funeral that turned into a three-day celebratory family reunion.  I wrote the piece below to accompany the picture.) None … Continue reading

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My Gift to Unwrap Today

…a memory of castor oil.  A lot of talk about castor oil, the pros and cons.   Did she even practice taking it in advance?  Getting used to the taste, the feel, the horrible stuff? …an early morning family parade through … Continue reading

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Wreaths on the Treasury

Today I saw wreaths, evergreen circles with red-ribbon bows, tied by more wide, red ribbon to each gray pillar of the imposing, stony facade of the U.S. Treasury building. The Treasury of the United States of America: the payer of my government … Continue reading

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