Showing posts with label Youth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Youth. Show all posts
Saturday, April 11, 2020

1978: Pre-Dive / Nostalgia

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Summer 1978:  My mom called me Fearless Fly with this state-of-the-art prescription mask on my face.  I was getting ready for my fi...
Saturday, December 16, 2017

Hubris, Desired

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"Resolve me of all ambiguities." --Marlowe's "Dr. Faustus" --a line I had pinned to my bedroom door, so that I w...
Wednesday, March 8, 2017

"Ice-Diving in Hudson Bay"

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ICE-DIVING IN HUDSON BAY When we dive down in those cool and crystal Blue waters, clumsy with our double wetsuits, Steel tanks, and that...
Thursday, December 29, 2016

TBT: "The Sea-God Sailing"

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Throwback Thursday?  Here's a poem of mine from high school that I recently (re)discovered: THE SEA-GOD SAILING When the wind's ...
Friday, May 20, 2016

Vintage: "To His Lady"

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Here's a decidedly vintage sonnet: October 6, 1983           First Assignment: Sonnet           Prof. Richmond's English 117S: Sha...
Sunday, August 16, 2015

The Salt Embrace II

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Or, In The Locker. When I was a boy, I wanted to find the Elephants' Graveyard, the ruins of Atlantis, and Davy Jones' (actua...
Sunday, October 6, 2013

Once A Boy

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Memory Alley . . . .
Saturday, April 13, 2013

Batter Up! My Dad As A Young Man

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R.I.P.  Dad.  The anniversary has rolled around once again. My father was always a ball-player.  And, he has "Duckwo...
Monday, November 12, 2012

Barry Lopez: "River Notes" and Questing

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I have been crippled by my age, by what I have known, as well as by my youth, by what I have yet to learn, in all these inquiries.  It has ...
Sunday, July 29, 2012

Reading Dickens: Reflection In Action

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Today I started reading Dickens' David Copperfield for the second time in my life because of something novelist David Corbett shared i...
Sunday, July 1, 2012

B-SIDE

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Lyrics from an Old Notebook (mid-80's vintage): You need to imagine Early Elvis Costello crossed with The Smithereens here, if you wa...
Thursday, June 21, 2012

Time-Travel: A Mere 34 or So

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Or, 2 X 17 versus 3 X 17. I was probably 34 in this shot, and I looked like a child, don't you think? That's Motley as a kitt...