Appeals court reinstates discrimination case against Ace Parking
Don Bauder 7:49 p.m., May 22
Poetry
The Great Wall of China
for Sue After a day of paving, we sit on our new patio to appreciate our results. For five minutes we enjoy our silence, but then you ask me, “What are you thinking?” I say, ...
Pam
called me long distance at midnight woke me and told me her father died in the hospital that evening died while talking with her stepmom in mid-laugh she cried a bit on her way to ...
Who will come to save me now?
(Written during the first Gulf War) When did I become so hardened to human suffering? Who is this monster I do not recognize, who can sit in front of a T.V. watching a war as ...
The Holland Handkerchief
A traditional ballad
A wealthy squire he lived in our town And he was a man of high renown He had one daughter, a beauty bright And the name he called her was his Heart’s Delight. Many a ...
Love rode 1500 miles on a grey
Love rode 1500 miles on a greyhound bus & climbed in my windowone night to surpriseboth of us.the pleasure of that sleepyshock has lasted a decadenow or more because she isalways still doing it and ...
My Daughter’s Wedding
It began with light lute music in the high parlor of an old Victorian house in Santa Cruz, Alice dressed in luminescent white, carrying a bouquet of carnations and roses, a garland of baby’s breath ...
Calvary
Friendless and faint, with martyred steps and slow, Faint for the flesh, but for the spirit free, Stung by the mob that came to see the show, The Master toiled along to Calvary; We gibed ...
A passage from Lucretius’s De Rerum Natura
There is no end, No limit to the cosmos, above, below, Around, about, stretching on every side. This I have proven, but the fact itself Cries loud in proclamation, nature’s deep Is luminous with proof. ...
At the Vietnam Memorial
The last time I saw the name Paul Castle it was printed in gold on the wall above the showers in the boys’ locker room, next to the school record for the mile. I don’t ...
A Boat Beneath a Sunny Sky
A boat beneath a sunny sky, Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July — Children three that nestle near, Eager eye and willing ear, Pleased a simple tale to hear — Long has paled ...
The Numbers
Every Tuesday and Wednesday morning I pick up Joe from the autism class, walk him down the school hallway, his little starfish hand wriggling in mine, as he counts the numbered doors — Ten, nine, ...
