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In The Morning
“In the morning when you rise unwillingly, let this thought be present – I am rising to the work of a human being. Why wouldn’t I be satisfied to do the things I exist for and for which I was brought into the world? Or was I made for this, to lie in bed and… Read more
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Sometimes A Candle
Sometimes a candle Can be a torch I’ll carry this one through the storm Sometimes a candle Is the only thing left When nothing else can keep me warm Sometimes a candle Lights the way forward On an ever-darkening path Sometimes a candle Lights the face of a lover With a softness that nothing… Read more
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Seventy Seven Words
There are no comfortable positions in the bed they used to share. He flips at regular intervals, both the hamburger and the spatula. With the morning slouching toward him, he stares dimly at the spot on the wall where he knows the calendar hangs. There is not enough light in the sky yet to see… Read more
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I’m Not Afraid
I’ve always loved the way Brian Wilson and Tony Asher start each verse of God Only Knows with a line that is the opposite of the rest of the song (“I may not always love you,” “If you should ever leave me my life will still go on believe me”) and I appropriate a bit… Read more
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You’re Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go
I had to bid a virtual adieu to an old friend yesterday. Unlike Bob Dylan, I have not only known careless love. In fact, I’ve never known it, and that might be the problem. Or it might be as simple as “if something’s not right it’s wrong.” Blood On The Tracks is as good an… Read more
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