Monthly Archives: November 2018

Caveat: Lot 73

One of my major on-going projects since coming here to Alaska has been to assist my uncle in taking the initial steps to “improve” (read “develop” and make buildable) the adjacent lot to the west, which he also owns. Foremost … Continue reading

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Caveat: Poem #837

mud has its own moods not influenced by light’s moves waiting for darkness

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Caveat: resist, at all costs

Despite evidence of the cruelest tortures, the gnarled old tool did not betray the close-held secrets of its prior loyalties. [daily log: walking, 3km]

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Caveat: Poem #836

autumn’s reflections articulate water’s shapes and dismember time

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Caveat: después de muchos años

EL INVENTOR DE LAS METÁFORAS… El inventor de las metáforas se parece al duende de los gatos metiéndose a media noche por la boca abierta de los niños para fabricar sus sueños con pesadillas. El inventor de las metáforas saborea … Continue reading

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Caveat: Poem #835

the wind tears at trees thrusts branches, tosses needles, throws the rain around

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Caveat: Mystery solved!

I’ve been wondering about this for a while. And now it’s solved, elegantly and clearly. [daily log: walking, 4km]

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Caveat: Poem #834

Phrases slip out and envelop the air hanging and swirling across small divides so, in that way they embrace the despair slowly arriving like foam on the tides

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Caveat: trees and water

I’m not feeling particularly communicative with this here blog lately. Here are some pictures. More trees and water, which is what there is around here. [daily log: walking, 4km]

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Caveat: Poem #833

on the edges of things bits of meaning can be found: there… a bird flits by.

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Caveat: distillation of the day

Arthur and I drove into town this evening and had dinner with Richard and Jan and Frank and Heidi and Marshall. These are all denizens of Craig, who have been supportive of Arthur over the last summer’s events, and of … Continue reading

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Caveat: Poem #832

You’d think, with free time, I’d finish that damn novel. But I can’t seem to.

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Caveat: 보았던 거니까 like dejavu

지금 듣고있는 것.  보이콜드, “Youth!” This song is the most completely, fully bilingual bit of Khiphop (Korean hip hop) that I’ve run across. Completely at ease in both languages, with constant code-switching. 가사. Yeah, alright, I’ll go… I’m trynna … Continue reading

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Caveat: Poem #831

Pieces of paper are scattered across my desk. Outside, the wind blows.

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Caveat: Walking alone

Somewhat to my surprise, Arthur didn’t want to walk with me today. I think he enjoys walking in the rain less than I do. And I know I’m weird. Anyway, I went on my daily walk alone, in the rain. … Continue reading

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Caveat: Poem #830

What do the deer dream, curled up in some woody hollow? Do bears lurk out there?

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Caveat: Poem #829

from naked branches shimmering in twilight air tiny jewels hang

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Caveat: Botarlos votando

Como suele enunciar mi tio, “never vote for an incumbent.” No estoy seguro de si así hace. Me parece que sus instintos libertarios (o sea, anti-gobierno) son demasiados fuertes para que se atreva a votar por un demócrata. Acá en … Continue reading

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Caveat: Poem #828

negative spaces of cerulean and pale, sketched by tree branches

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Caveat: intoxicated by slogans

A mass movement readily exploits the discontent and frustration of large segments of the population which for some reason or other cannot face the responsibility of being persons and standing on their own feet. But give these persons a movement … Continue reading

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