Category Archives: Sept. 11

Not On My Watch

So yelling big-wig (ha! ha!), not on my watch. Continue reading

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September 11, Fifteen Years Later

REMEMBER Photo by Pearl Yee Wong of the Michigan State University Museum Last year I wrote: I’ll be spending today quietly, thinking and doing “normal” things. That’s always the contrast isn’t it, what had been normal and this instant where … Continue reading

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September 10, 2001

In 2001, I’d been up visiting my parents at Brant Lake for a few days. I was considering a big life change and had gone to get away and think about it and to make a decision and plan. I’d … Continue reading

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Sunday, August Is Flying

When I got home tonight, there was still the August Postcard Poetry Fest poem to get done. Earlier today I’d responded to a post on Facebook and thought and then forgot about the line which I thought, at the time, … Continue reading

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September 11, 2015

That’s always the contrast isn’t it, what had been normal and this instant where the world becomes something else, something unknown until now. Something perhaps unimaginable but now sitting quite real in the world, alongside us. Continue reading

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