Food Memory Poems

Where has America’s decency gone
    Long time passing
  All the folks who support Hamas
   would thrill to Auschwitz’ gassings...

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It simmers. This constant invisible, hovering 
like a wasp in the forever periphery threatening 
lightning strike yellows, sudden and unbidden. It spills
and spools, down into...

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I used to wonder, what’s worth my nickel?
A day adventure on my bicycle.
     I’d look all around.
    ...

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Sixty years have passed.
No one knew how to spell its name.
No one knew when it first opened.
It was forever, like the infernal summer heat.
It stands...

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The Memory of Lemon Juice, Gaza 2024


The scent of leaves
we placed between our clothes
no moths would dare to eat
but these we left behind

the fruit we...

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("Pema", 2017, original pen and ink)

The Journey of Souls

Dogs make the ultimate example
Of a conditionable being,
And my deaf-dog buddy
Old Pema the Pug is no exception.

Meanwhile...

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In your silence I see colours,
speech crumbling like flaking paint, dried; truth dripping from lips, black spittle on a brush.
In the silence I inhale the...

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I remember when I held my children for the first time

I remember when I spoke at my dad’s funeral ad libbing in a mix of...

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I was only four, 
when Blackie my dog died. 
My dad ran my best friend over, 
yes it was a horrible accident. 

 
I was...

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God's Thumb ocean views
Amazing food truck cuisine 
Lincoln City fun...

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(Approaching Ingalls Peak, 2012, original oil)

Rites of Passage

Forty-six years ago,
my first winter in the Pacific NW
my first winter break at college,
I headed out to climb...

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I pull down from the shelf
The beautiful box of treasures
Ornately carved
Warm, yet well worn 
To the gentle touch of my fingers

There is no rush
As I...

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Now having reached three score and ten
it sounds like fun to just look back
over the years that's gone by
it's a wonder all I've had on...

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Do you feel the chaotic concerto?
The cloaked and clandestine composer
Plucking at the ivory keys, exactly eighty eight
With even more ways to tangle those
Countless red strings...

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This is not the entity that has been touted and written about
since the times before tamed fire
It is fire, it is malevolent and for that...

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