How I wish I could write to Mumia Abu Jamal,

to him for whom no pardon ever comes -

whoops, I just found this too

another perfect 17-syllable haiku


She's still tottering up
her bank balance
with a stiff
arthritic hand

One Happy Thought

God
makes
all
well.

Accidentally Found Today

This just now I happened to grab out now from a nearby old notebook.....
(p.s. so damn many of those are already gone due to some extra-efficient housecleaning)

.....

When I re-write over and over, I get tired, and my words can get tired too. Sometimes the original is the freshest. Sometimes, after much re-writing,  I may cross it all out  and sum it up in different words. This is how to get at the idea in a fresh stream, not a stagnant river, anywhere. not moving.

This is how to approach things I can't finish:  read it, and then start over. If I have allowed it to sit a long time, then my ideas should be clearer than when I started. Using the old, hack-ed up part for an outline, I create something fresh.

wait til later now.

again, what happened unexpectedly again, right?

you already knew that didn't you, right?
any minute now...great joke remembered fro0m youth, wow! huh?...
enter, great joke. ...

something unexpected almost resdy to tell great joke