Archive for May, 2021

Sword, Sorrow, Simplicity

Beltane and the Island Moon Free writing for my Hebrew alphabet class 1969. A crowd. Mostly young. “We’re not gonna study war no more.” Swords planted deep in the bodies of Vietnamese guerrillas. The Cong. Swords planted lev deep in the young Americans who fought there. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.Flag draped coffins unloading […]

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Of what are dreams made?

Beltane and the Island Moon Here’s a recent one from the sleeping side of my mind. What is it up to? This dream occurred in an updated, co-ed Wabash College which I attended for one year, my first. Several women, including a dean, asked me to return, finish my studies. The men in the dream […]

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Penultimate Day in Colorado

Beltane and the Island Moon Thursday gratefuls: The intricate web of people, near and far, family, friends who held and hold me as I walk, slowly, this most ancientrail. Emily, who will love Rigel and Kep while I’m gone. Rigel and Kep, my home companions. The Ancient Ones. CBE. MVP tonight. Covid 19 test at […]

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Shloshim ends

Beltane and the Island Moon Wednesday gratefuls: Kate’s death, one month ago today. Kate conducting Brahm’s from her hospital bed. Kate and I laughing, as we often did. The end of shloshim. The guy at Verizon. Cody Wise. A long nap. Sufficient money. A house in a wonderful location. Sparks of Joy and Awe: The […]

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Home and Family: where the healing is

Beltane and the Island Moon Tuesday gratefuls: Kate and I sitting, breathing hard, surrounded by unpacked boxes the last week of December, 2014. Kate and I at Congregation Beth Evergreen, some winter night, at a study of King David. Our first night there. Kate asking me to plant an extended Iris bed and Lilacs in […]

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Hey, Pardner

Beltane and the Moon of Mourning Saturday gratefuls: Kate, sticky with the honey harvest. Kate, shepherding me into a shower, giving me antihistamines after multiple bee stings. Kate, Celt, and I at the St. Kate’s art fair in St. Paul. Cody Wise, a Wells Fargo Banker. Rich Levine, bee keeper. Rabbi Jamie. Mark Koontz, of […]

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Life and Death

Beltane and the Moon of Mourning Tuesday gratefuls: Kate, head back, asleep in the car. Kate in t-shirts and shorts with Snow on the ground. Kate’s t-shirt, Though she be tiny, she be fierce. Rigel against me last night. Kep. Yet more Snow. Sleep. Sparks of Joy: Rigel’s eating well. Chuang T’zu. Back to working […]

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