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The Treat

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The Treat

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One time

And a few more times

There were

Doughnuts

By Dolly Madison

Advertised during It’s the

Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown

And other specials

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There were eyeholes

We could barely see through

Well enough

But there were parents

And we did all right

And sometimes in other houses

There were scenes of

Evening parties we could see

(if not that well)

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And there are photographs

Of a me I do not know

Because

I was on the inside

Trying to look through

And my imagination

Took me other places

Through the night

And the cold air

As I ran

To the next house

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Photo by Vino Li on Unsplash

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See the Chill We Feel Outside in Fall

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See the Chill We Feel Outside in Fall

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I was out past midnight

When I left the store

I saw my breath in vapor

A little cloud

The first time in the season

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Our fall has been too warm

But in the night

Beneath the parking spots

Outside the entryway

To Rutter’s

There was something

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Evidence of exhalation

I am breathing

So are you

Breathing through

The midnight hour

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Photo by Tanya Pro on Unsplash

Pechersk, Kyiv, Ukraine

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Art Show

(x = space)

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Art Show

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My goodness,

It’s brilliant outside

The green has changed to red

Lit by the angles of

The sun’s afternoon

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The larger trunks

Are tubes of transit

Moving our eyes

To the show

For which there’s no ticket

But the chilly air

(also a transiting device)

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What is blue is blue

In the moment

Looking out and up

There is no impedance

From a cloud

Or interruption

Of a contrail

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If there were

It would be a

Recipe’s ingredient:

Another element in

A complex design

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It’s quiet through the window

There could be movement

But there isn’t any

Maybe to stay the moment

We may look longer

Let the silence

Stun the colors

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Have this

As a MidAtlantic gift

Before a winter’s

Bareness calls,

Giving notice to

Another kind

Of traveling exhibit

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Photo by Steve Johnson on Unsplash

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the sadness before separation

(x = space)

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the sadness before separation

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fall will turn to winter

after the letting go

don’t go away

I must

there are things for me

on the other side

and I am called

I have been suffering

all that will change now

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this is what to feel for now

the sadness before separation

it’s easier to say

for now

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the greater pain is coming

the confusion of mortality

the letting go

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image by Wolfgang Eckert from Pixabay

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The Latest

(x = space)

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The Latest

(family things)

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My brother’s in the hospital

I’m not sure what that means

He fell

I know that much

He spent the night outside,

Which I think must mean

There’s trauma

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A body worked too hard

A body with cancer worked too hard

A neighbor saw him in the morning

And called 911

He’s hundreds of miles away

And he’s in the hospital

In downtown Pittsburgh

My sister says the hospital is good

Urban, smart, efficient

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Everyone knows their jobs

And what to do for him

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Now we know

We’re standing by

Something will happen

And we’ll all come in

It doesn’t have to take an ending

He simply needs to be in one place

Or another

For a time

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What contemporary medicine allows

And Medicare affords

A rehab center

For new fractures

While his cancer’s tended

And he

And everyone

Must deal with that

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We’ve been out there

When and where shall we go now?

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I’ve rattled all this off

Because

I don’t know how to be ready

For what’s next

I wish I had resources

Of all kinds

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Family things

Obviously

Certainly (to push on

the conceit) I don’t mind

If you know

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If you pray,

Maybe you’ll pray

I believe the power in that

God bless him

And help us all

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Photo by Marcelo Leal on Unsplash

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Wake Up, Now

(x = space)

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Wake Up, Now

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I haven’t heard

Or read the news

Seen images move

Across the screen

Or be still

There

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So what happened

Overnight?

It’s Saturday

What high schools

Might be happier

For Friday’s games?

What nations

Changed?

Who might be in charge

Now?

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How many

In the hospital

From one of or some or all the reasons

Who is on the way to heaven

Or purgation

We can only pray

And hope

For good things now for them

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What have I wakened

Into?

How is my home

Of planet Earth?

What’s happening outside

That we only know now

As news,

Carried from light years away?

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And what might happen here

Today?

I won’t know, of course,

Until the hours

Come to me

And I to them

Good morning, world

Good morning beyond the world

And inside

Where things are happening

Cellularly, too

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And can I think of God

First thing?

I don’t think I can

I’m not devout

I’ll get to God

Once consciousness

And the lines of things

The shadows

And the shapes of light

Are seen

And anything to hear

Is heard

Maybe what woke me up

If the timing is untoward

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I’m thinking of God now

For correction

A moment of chagrin

Wishing

(one wish of three wishes,

if there were a story

happening)

Wishing

I were faithful

Like the faithful

Waking up

To hear

And somehow see

Taste and smell

And touch

The agencies of God

And then the world

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Sigh,

Good people

Special people

Waking up

So wonderfully

And usefully

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Photo by Rhamely on Unsplash

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Rhapsody on Umber

(x = space)

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Rhapsody on Umber

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Orange

Nothing rhymes with it

(I’ll try syringe

sometime,

hydrangea-a?)

Who cares

In the better way

It’s wonderful

And add a little brown and yellow

Is that burnt umber

The lost crayon?

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But it’s just

Right for fall

Add red on its own

For leaves

And all the shades

For possibilities

Cast them under clouds

On a cool day

When walking

In the countryside

Is right

A quiet celebration

A season in the season

If you live around

Here

If not,

In the mind then

Or online

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It’s fall

The very best Pooh weather

There should be

Tea and honey

For Christopher and friends

The roly bear

The donkey with the usually tail

Mama kangaroo and child

Tiger with springs

An owl of storied wisdom

As far as a child’s genius go

Long-suffering rabbit

And the pig

Small

Always counted on

Like needful stories

To be there

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thanks for A. A. Milne and to my mom who really liked the stories

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C(hristopher Robin) L Couch

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Photo by Valentina Ivanova on Unsplash

Ukrainian Village, Чикаго, Иллинойс, США

Published on October 19, 2021

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15 October

(x = space)

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15 October

(I might have talked about this last year)

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Open market

Open season

Open days for change

Of others

Telling

Selling

You to change

Telling

Selling you

To change

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Which might be right

Which might be necessary

Expedience a benefit

Since these days will

Move along

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The seasons are fixed

Perhaps

And I mean all of them:

Two to four upon the Earth

In regions,

Three seasons of the Sphinx,

The growing

And the harvesting,

Exchange of goods

And services.

Home by the end of day

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For those older

In the north and west

For all of us

Whose lives

Are counted and uncounted

Hours

Fiscal years

Phases of the moon,

The sun has a lesson

In plan and unplanned

Sunspots,

Mass ejections

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And for our own decisions

Inside the desired

And the inevitable

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the season of the healthcare marketplace in the USA

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Photo by NASA on Unsplash

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Yesterday’s Statistics

(x = space)

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Yesterday’s Statistics

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Only a few hundred died

From COVID yesterday

Only a few hundred

We must be getting better

And maybe we are

Except for the families

Friends and neighbors

Of a few hundred people

Who died from COVID

Yesterday

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But who’s counting

The CDC is counting

WHO is counting

Sometimes it’s on the news

But even news programs

Want for ratings

Vie for them

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One more day to help;

Live as if

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As If

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As if tomorrow is a question mark,

Which it is

As if love is uncertain

And life the mystery

With or without a number

As always

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Photo by Yuval Zukerman on Unsplash

Peterborough, NH 03458, USA

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