was in the newspaper where even the smallest ant could read it when the garbage goes out but when I read it slightly slumbering on the couch it said Elaine Davis graduates J.D. and will take her small type bar exam during mosquito season. It bit me that Elaine would never know what I knew how my mother and father had befriended her father anonymously in the ancient time- can there be any rank of time before ones knows? Her grandfather worked for my father and the only connection in all this is I have something to remark about this news item and have no one to tell it to except small ants in graves who won't listen when I visit them.
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
even the ants won't listen, stunning!
etw