Monthly Archives: October 2023

my own bed

Posted on October 21, 2023 by istsfor manity

Day Off Get thee behind me, New Hampshire—I’m back in my home state.You stand before me Massachusetts—I’m not a native son but happy adoptee.Bring the magic: flare—into your autumnal finery.I’ve earned a day off the bike—And a night (or two?) … Continue reading →

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as one hugs

Posted on October 20, 2023 by istsfor manity

That was Quick New Hampshire flies by in a couple of hours as one hugs the short length of Atlantic coast in the “Live Free or Die State.” That was quick. Maine and 135 miles in the rear view—home state … Continue reading →

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in this (my) neighborhood pt. 47

Posted on October 19, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “However, the most intense of all problems for the human race is that we are too many on this planet: nine billion or eight billion is too much. So we have to procreate responsibly.” — Werner Herzog … Continue reading →

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the cyclist’s ride

Posted on October 18, 2023 by istsfor manity

saddle sore (haiku) the perineum—cries—ode to saddle sores: bane!of the cyclist’s ride What I’m Reading: “Chaos is merely order waiting to be deciphered.” — Jose Saramago / The Double

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a bike ride

Posted on October 17, 2023 by istsfor manity

Ride Apropos of nothingI’ll tell you I was born in Jim Crow Miami +Grew up in the age of white flight— When the ubiquitous bumper stickerRead: Will the last American leavingMiami please bring the flag— I lived the punk ethos … Continue reading →

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in my neighborhood pt. 46

Posted on October 16, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading: “It is America’s greatest promise and its greatest lie: that the past can be erased.” — Beejay Silcox / The Guardian

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september into july

Posted on October 15, 2023 by istsfor manity

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “A sharp cough recoils to peel the corn:Save me the husk of myself?” — Lewis Meyers / “Going to Chicago” “We have, in effect, turned September into July. That’s not hyperbole, that’s just … Continue reading →

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every direction untrodden

Posted on October 14, 2023 by istsfor manity

[yet i list in the doldrums] yet i list in the doldrumspaths unfurl about meroads squelch innumerabletrails pulsate untrammeledtransits reticulate outward yet i list in the doldrumsadrift in the eye every direction untrodden What I’m Reading: “The 3,000-mile route, which … Continue reading →

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the novel airs

Posted on October 13, 2023 by istsfor manity

breathe the overwhelm i breathe the overwhelmit activates wanderlust it sizzles with the elsewheresit defines other horizon linesit seeks the novel airs i breathe the overwhelmi’m long for the road What I’m Reading: “Shadows,beautiful shadows.Beautiful shadows of ugly things.” — … Continue reading →

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but will sinks

Posted on October 12, 2023 by istsfor manity

found ghosts some of us know each othersome noti am anticipatinghopei am installingvanityi am resented but willsinksthe floor is being removedi apologizenoise smells art questionsi will house my modeof expressioni found ghosts delusionalwishful thinking What I’m Reading: “But of course … Continue reading →

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