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the day the furnace bust

The sun is shining bright enough to make our cat think that it must be warmer outside and I am just about to agree ‘coz the furnace bust. I don’t even want to think such stuff My wife and the … Continue reading

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Memories of the summer that was

Soft winter has not tested us as yet; The snow that lies in leaden lumps stays mute: Days oscillate from dry to cold and wet; And snowbirds’ needs from vague to strictly moot. In pastels: pink and aqua, orange and … Continue reading

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Sonnet Song — in progress

This is a work in progress, a to-be-tinkered-with revision of “Sonnet Song” — yesterday’s post. There are strange things done in the service of writing a sonnet; For example, the modern idiom doesn’t quite fit: Makes you think a pedantic … Continue reading

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