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SOME links to published work:"Fly It At Half Mast Always," a poem about our true "national emergency," from New Verse News
"Going Home Road, Road Away from Home." Here’s something from the Golden Age of Hitchhiking—the story of a stretch of road, I-17 Tucson to Flag, recently written for Trampset, “a literary journal for the tramps.” "Urban Heights," about a childhood spent on the school roof in the old neighborhood of Chicago, "a playground fit for princes, a garden of the gods." From Under One Sun “Lost Fathers,” “My son and I are shooting baskets on the playground near our home when a voice booms out from the fringe: ‘Hey, I’m gonna play too!’” From Santa Fe Literary Review.
"Bailing Out," wherein I relate a tale of abject terror from my hitchhiking career. From Pithead Chapel
"Tale of a Tent," Once I had a tent, the Taj Mahal I called it, that wanted more than anything to fly. From Watershed Review.
“Nothing Between Us Now But Love.” “My mother and I are working our way down to Moab, where I will be leaving her in the care of my brother.” From Hippocampus Magazine
"The Rules," stranded in Winnemucca in a snowstorm, December 1980, "with one glove for our four hands" From Topology
"One Set of Prints for Two," an account of a time of unsurpassing peace on a pre-dawn walk with my daughter decades ago. From The Drowning Gull
"Honing the Edge," from Blue Lyra Review, that expresses the mindset I am taking into my seventh decade. "Risk is wholesome, and it is freeing; to be fully alive requires it."
"Eddie and Me," a tale of attraction, betrayal and the ultimate triumph from the trenches of the all-boys Catholic high school of my youth, from BioStories Magazine
Here's two nice calm poems, "Be, Be, Buddha Said" and "In the Evening the Two of Us, from Buddhist Poetry Review
Something from the "When Will I Ever Learn?" Department: "On Static Peak," from Watershed Review, about a dicey moment high up in the Tetons one summer morning ON YOU TUBE
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