I ignored him until he throttled down. That was not normal.
It was a pleasant night, but an hour after curfew. City lights from Saigon to the east turned the dark a velvety purple, and the sweet
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Mountain Nose
74-year old grandfather. Served with IVS, Vietnam, 1968-69 in II Corps/III Corps. Police-fire-court reporter for Holyoke (MA) Transcript. Editor for GTE NW "Newsworthy" paper. PA Officer (DAE) for FEMA, Region 10, 15 years. Member Poets West Society. Currently, substitute high school teacher, Everett, WA.
Published works
Mid-American Back Roads
Flocks in flight,
Murmurations
Of rippling ribbons
Against rain-full skies
Above the
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Paper and Ink
She didn't think herself a racist. She'd had black school friends, worked with black women at the restaurant, and watched Oprah daily.
But when her seven-year-old, white daughter brought home a
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Indiana at 3 a.m.
In the morning night
When streetlight shadows
Scramble rat-ways
Under parked cars
And
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Why Slavery in America?
To some degree, American slavery was due to the glaciers of the last Ice Age that ended nearly twelve thousand years ago. As the ice, covering five million square miles and as thick as 10,000 feet ... [+]
Loudest the Graveyard's Call
Loudest is the graveyard’s call
On afternoons in autumn’s fall
As light between the
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North Carolina Road Trip
They serve
Pit-cooked pork
Says the sign
Beneath the mossy oaks
Of Alligator Swamp,
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While Transporting Motorcycles in Vietnam
I wedge myself between the Hondas,
Giving up my place to him,
Moving slowly and with help.
Pant
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Saigon '68
I have seen you, shell-shocked city,
Shimmer in the parachute flares
The day's dust and exhaust
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While We Breathe
One March afternoon in 1969 I was on the deck of a Chinese junk listening to the water clop against the wooden hull and enjoying a breeze that blew toward the South China Sea. The junk bobbed ... [+]