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Stop Making Sense
A defining characteristic of aging is the way things stop making sense. My mother was excited when a Dunkin’ Donuts opened in her neighborhood. In her mind, she pictured herself walking there in the morning, ordering a coffee and a donut from a person behind the counter, maybe even sharing a conversation with them. Instead there was only a screen to interact with and the people behind the counter…
It's Not My Place (In the 9 to 5 World)
When I was five, I was sent to prison. They called it kindergarten. That was my introduction to the Monday through Friday world. For most of the other kids, especially the girls, it wasn’t prison at all. It was playing and learning and socializing. What made it prison to me was the fact that I could not leave until I served my time. I didn’t think I would go to college, because more school…
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Unleashed and uncorked
I have unleashed one thing and uncorked anotherbut I’m stillquite aware of what I’m going throughI have finished one thingand unfinished anotherEverything is getting oldand everything is newEverything that you are toldsends a message throughWe can do what we are toldwe can do something newWe can build a new storyout of pieces ofmemoriesmelted in butterSeen through a microscopeacross a crowded…
42 years and 19 jobs later...
…I am limping toward that finish line of working life: retirement. I moved to NYC in 1984 to work at the Legal Aid Society located on Lafayette Street in lower Manhattan, six blocks away from the job I am retiring from. Since then I have lived in four of the city’s five boroughs (sorry Staten Island) and held 19 different jobs. I have worked in retail and wholesale, in law firms and publishing…
The Ones You Need To Watch Out For
People who see kindness as weakness are the ones you need to watch out for. They are so weak, so susceptible to fear and corruption, that bad people can easily coerce them into accepting cruelty as a necessary evil.
to watch the blizzard
The snowflake on your eyelash made me smileand the ones that settled on the fabric of your coatsparkled like sequinsAnd when you got homeyou put your wet thingson the radiator to drythen you settled in witha cup of tea and acontented look in your eyeto watch the blizzardand dream of springtime
Pistachios and Licorice
Food is not the first thing that comes to mind when contemplating the Grateful Dead but there are two foods in particular that make me think of them. Pistachios and licorice. Pistachios because of Bob Weir and licorice because of Jerry Garcia. The incident with the pistachios came in answer to the question, “Has success spoiled the Grateful Dead?” Jerry immediately answered, “Yeah.” Bob’s answer…
The Patron Saint of Beekeepers and Epilepsy
The story goes that a priest (or bishop) in Rome (or Terni) was under house arrest and was speaking with a judge about Jesus when the judge’s blind daughter came in. The judge said he would do anything for the priest if he could restore her sight. The priest laid his hand on the girl’s eyes, prayed, and when she opened her eyes she could see. The judge immediately freed all the Christian…
Flash Fiction Friday: Forging Something New
You know how a young group of friends have one stable couple while the rest of the gang fall in and out with a procession of lovers? We were that couple. I don’t know if stable is the best word to describe us. There was a lot of volatility and even spasms of violence. We were forging something new. Something that was neither of us but was both of us. There were others – 4 to be precise – who I…
Heaven and Earth
This has been another hard week for America. In case anyone had any doubts, we should all know by now that there is no bottom that our presidential administration and its lackeys can’t sink beneath. I wrote a new song this week. For obvious reasons, it’s called Heaven and Earth. HEAVEN AND EARTHHEAVEN AND EARTHSEE WHAT YOU’RE DOINGAND KNOW WHAT IT’S WORTHYOU KNOW WHENYOU ARE TELLING A LIEYOU…
the soft morning
It was a soft morning, before I could speak. I could hear well enough, and I knew how to say words, but none of them were the right ones. It was snowing. Maybe that’s what made it a soft morning. That was definitely part of it, that “freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.” But there was a deeper softness, not just here where it was snowing, but all over the world, on sandy beaches and dripping…
Athletes and Artists
I went to see Bernie Williams at Carnegie Hall last week. It was strange to hear such accomplished musicianship coming from a man who won a batting title as centerfielder for the Yankees. But the more I thought about it the less strange it seemed. Athletes and artists have a lot in common. Both know from the beginning what they want to do with their lives. Both develop their talents through…
an immaterial ethereal man
I am an immaterial ethereal manPeople pass through me and don’t even noticeI am as substantial as a breathor heartbeatI am as alive as my thoughtsI am at home outside this universeI am lost nowhereI am never aloneI am on firea puff of smokedissolvingI was there when the sun started shiningI will be there when it stopsI will cling like wet snow on a branchI will decide for myself how long to hold…
The first step
The first step in any recording project is untangling a bunch of wires.
You know what you did
When you put a convicted felon in charge of your criminal justice system, you know what’s going to happen: he will pardon people who commit crimes on his behalf, or who commit crimes and give him a lot of money, and he will file charges against any lawyer, district attorney, or judge who tries to hold him accountable for his crimes. Then he will build an army of thugs who hide their identity and…
The Problem
Things are bad. For a lot of people, things are always bad. So many things we used to depend on are broken. We all get to an age where we look at the world and think, it was broken when I got here. Change on the scale that is needed to get things where they need to be feels like it is beyond our capabilities, not least because there are always people who will fight against every change. And…
Lately It Occurs To Me
Lately it occurs to me.Bobby died the other day. It happens every day, somebody cashing in the deposit on a used container that they don’t need anymore. In the moment I hear that someone has gone, I flash through my memories of them: the joy and the grief, the poison and the poetry, all the way back to my earliest memories: how did we meet? And where? Remembering the feeling when the strange…