Saturday, April 27, 2024
Thursday, April 18, 2024
Favorite: Mom, Dad, and Me
There we are in the old house, the only house I really knew with mom and dad.
Uncle Bob took the photo, drawing forth the smiles and laughing.
Thank you, Uncle Bob.
Friday, April 12, 2024
Rereading Around, Again
In these two stacks, vertical and horizontal, you may find three or, perhaps, four books in my top 25 books of all time.
Frost.
Howden Smith.
Renault, certainly.
20 Years: Hey, Dad, I Like Remembering You This Way
1990s wedding photo for an uncle.
My father is the bright white-haired man in the collarless white shirt and tweed jacket.
He hated wearing ties.
I still wear that jacket to teach in at times.
I like to remember him at this age, early 60s.
He died in 2004 at age 70.
Today is the 20th anniversary of his death.
Farewell, father.
RIP.
Your son,
Matt
Monday, April 8, 2024
Thursday, April 4, 2024
Saturday, March 23, 2024
Thursday, March 21, 2024
Friday, March 15, 2024
Hi Dad: Good Memory
1996, I think.
Seaside. After a stormy and wet charter fishing trip out on Monterey Bay.
Dad and I were skunked in ever-drenching conditions, and Dad was always prone to seasickness.
Fish courtesy of a kind cousin.
Still counts.
Thursday, March 14, 2024
Alter-Ego(s)
Singular or plural?
Perhaps one more than another?
From left to right:
Tyr of the AEsir;
Robin Hood (or Chaucer's knight's-yeoman);
and Unferth Blatthersbane.
Just saying.
Friday, March 8, 2024
Saturday, March 2, 2024
No Story Without Lines: A Poem
THERE IS NO STORY WITHOUT LINES
The lines on your face.
The lines on your hand.
The lines in the sky.
The lines in the sand.
The lines you wished you'd said.
The lines you wish you hadn't.
The lines that link
The lines that block
The ink that stains
The keys unlock
The lyrics to the tune
That refuses to stop
The lines you plow
The seeds you plant
The times you harvest
And the times you can't
No stories without lines.
No lines without time.
Too much, too little -- time.
So many many lines.
So many lines you waited in
To reach this place, this time, this state:
This fractured fissure where --
Against fault, against fail --
You can begin to tell the tale.
-- Matt Duckworth
Monday, February 26, 2024
Thursday, February 22, 2024
Friday, February 16, 2024
IDENTIKIT
Comfort Food
Pork cutlets and vegetables in a stew.
My mother's favorite double-base pan.
Good memories every time.
Tuesday, February 13, 2024
Thursday, February 8, 2024
Whisky with Lady and My Favorite Book
Edradour, which sounds Hobbitish, don't you think?
Hail, Thorin Oakenshield, Bilbo Baggins, Captain Brandybuck, and Thorfinn the Mighty.