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Cerulean Seasons

Good Mourning

Is there ever a good mourning? Recently my mother passed away followed the next month by my mother-in-law. Two very ...

Helios and Selene

A thick, deliciously dense and ferny woods beckoned behind our house when I was young. This other world presented itself ...

“The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”

I’ve been thinking quite a bit about a poem written over one hundred years ago by the poet T.S. Eliot, ...

It’s All in a Morning

I have a preference for poetry and short stories over novels and non-fiction.  I read a story a day, and ...

Heritage Oaks

Three of us stood under trees at the end of a long crumbling asphalt driveway joking and talking about the ...

Come On, Team America!

In the 80’s a fellow teacher and I put together a multi-disciplinary unit based on Hot Zone, a book by ...

Co-existing With Corona Nervosa

It’s been said that each generation has its own worldly burdens to bear and finding the entire world grinding to ...

A Fifty Mile Trip

Captain Stewart, shame on you! Your greed in selling that salt and those shingles made you venture out, short handed, ...

A Northern Perspective

“Up North” is a land of wizened souls and the courageous .  My people tell tales of great migrations: Indians ...

Colonel Cordero

Oh, seeds of rebellion and chaos born of colonization! Could we not have held firm in our Spanish conquest against ...

Live All You Can!

If I had one piece of advice to share with others, it would be something like the above. For the ...

Repurposed Boat Shoes

From the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam “Who is the Potter, pray, and who the Pot?” A monk brought two potted ...