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Table Of Contents

The Saga of Teymor the Younger
Man Of Gold
‘Can You Help Me With These Bags?’
In Flanders Fields . .
Stone Pony
The Four Horsemen Of The Apocalypse
Thirty Miles
‘In this corner, Tommy Butler . . . !’
Stress
‘Je Pense, Donc Je Suis . . .’
Another World Of Thought
Joey, We Hardly Knew Ye
A German Car, A Swiss Watch, Scottish Horns And Thou
Jacques Prevert, ‘Barbara’, and Friends
Good King Wenceslaus
Checking Out And Leaving Town
The Heroes of ’75
‘The Whites Of Their Eyes’
FDR And The HOUSTON
Just Visiting
‘Attention! Wake Island Marine On Deck!’
Thanksgiving Message From A Voluntary Expatriate
8 Kenosia Trail
There Will Always Be An Ark Royal
The Play: Wolverine Scamper Left
The Last Few Leaves of Autumn
Clarinet Glissando in B Minor
Bull’s Bridge and Beyond
E.B. White’s Tree
Over My Shoulder
Aux Barricades!
The Traveler
The Sleep of the Innocent
Colonel Rol and Me
Opening Up
Walking With A Friend . .
From May to May
3 A.M
My Own Line
‘USS FITCH . . . On Station!
The Fleet-Footed Toes of Time
No Photographs, Please!
The Speed of Sound
Line After Line
‘. . . And My Boat Is So Small’
Self-Appraisal
Playing For Keeps
Plot A, Row 40, Grave 13
Spin Cycle
Time In Cubic Feet
Architecture in Sugar
Middle Kingdom
I Got ’Em, Pa!’ or It All Came Down To The Brachioradialis
My Sister’s Brick
Sinister Assumption Stories
Changing Horizons
Rocky Mountain Billy Goat
Ogden, Utah and No Further
Too Big For a Band-Aid
August 6, 1945
‘Hold Until Relieved . . .’
The Curtain of Midnight
Demons
In Flanders Field . .
The Spider
The Value Of Things
Marching Through Old Southy
The Witching Hour
Periods, Commas And Puns
343 Honor Company
Conference at 3 A.M
Message In a Bottle
March 11th
The idol of the moslem world is dead
No More Unexplored Land
Dustin Hoffman, Boo-Boo Kitty and Me
‘Introducing, the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge . . .’
Doing It Right
A joint return
Marching To Guild Hall
Mental Labor
The Not-So—Mighty Pen
‘To April’s Breeze Their Flag Unfurled . . .’
Memory Traps
Polished Diamonds
Fort Sumter and That Dastardly Dog, Edmund Ruffin
Uncharted Water
Looking On You
‘Every Man Has His Agincourt . . .’
New Life
When No One Waited For You
’Twas The Night Before Christmas . . .’
Night At The Edge of The Ocean
Stickers
Pearl Harbor Day, or, ‘Why I Dislike The Japanese’
Mountains of the Mind
Evolution to a Lower Degree
Honeyboy
Going back again
Goodbye, Sorrento
From The Rim Of The Glass
Sorrento Centerfold
Day’s End
Dog White Beach—1944
A Promise Kept . . . Roundabout
That Time Before
‘We Are Ready Now, Sir!’
April 27th
The Little Tug That Could . .
Opal Earrings and Less
USS New York (LCS-21)
Thank You For The Flowers
The King of Hounds
Short Journey
Remembering Tony Judt
The Long Sigh of Autumn
Memorial Day—2012
Bumper Crop
Counting Headstones
‘. . . And I’ll Be In Scotland Afore Ye . . .’
Lovers
The Peekskill Indian
December 8th
Heloise And Abelard, Suzanne and Neal
February 7, 1983
Poem By Helen Young
Mist-Covered Mountain
Searching Out
Open Letter to ‘Charlie’ Mc Guire
A Slice Of Time
Abigail of Kenosia Trail
Did You See Time?
Baseball Haiku
‘. . . The Footless Halls of Air’
Goodbye, 50 Coachlight
A Death In The Family Of Man
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The Wind In The Grass

The Wind In The Grass

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Some of the words within these pages are for music, and not just the poetry. ‘The Wind In The Grass’ tells of an Elsa, a Jeanne, and mostly, a Barbara. They’re pages in a book, pushed along by an off -shore wind like the tall grass on the ‘true’ cape of Hatteras. There’s a boxer in the 30’s, a killing hurricane at sea, an imaginary French resistance fighter defending white wine. There’s the Viking, Teymor, a lost soul and a lost story before recorded history; and a brave little tugboat at Pearl Harbor.



There are words of loneliness, of wanting and not wanting, and other words, gentle and direct.



‘The Wind In Th e Grass’ is for all of us who understand silence and those of us intimidated by it. Life does get in the way. It’s something we have to understand. As others rush by, it’s up to us to motion to them, beckon and wave. Slow down, we should say...come over here. Let’s sit and read together.

Some of the words within these pages are for music, and not just the poetry. ‘The Wind In The Grass’ tells of an Elsa, a Jeanne, and mostly, a Barbara. They’re pages in a book, pushed along by an off -shore wind like the tall grass on the ‘true’ cape of Hatteras. There’s a boxer in the 30’s, a killing hurricane at sea, an imaginary French resistance fighter defending white wine. There’s the Viking, Teymor, a lost soul and a lost story before recorded history; and a brave little tugboat at Pearl Harbor.



There are words of loneliness, of wanting and not wanting, and other words, gentle and direct.



‘The Wind In Th e Grass’ is for all of us who understand silence and those of us intimidated by it. Life does get in the way. It’s something we have to understand. As others rush by, it’s up to us to motion to them, beckon and wave. Slow down, we should say...come over here. Let’s sit and read together.

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