Another Trip around the Sun (#2016)
(Excerpted from my memoir, “The Flying Caterpillar”, ABQ Press, 2013) As we get older and have more say in setting our own agendas, we...
Yearly Archives: 2015
Matin (a poem by Ken McKeon)
It’s Christmas morning in Albuquerque and Ken’s poem “Matin” shares a good-hearted wish for a new morning to dawn on a tired world. Where...
Two is the Loneliest Number
“When I look inside and see that I am nothing, that is wisdom. When I look outside and see that I am everything, that...
Forrest Gump and Helen (by Pat Simmons)
Here are four short pieces written by Pat Simmons. I know Pat as a friend, writing buddy and the Executive Director of “Friends in...
Opportunities and Obligations.
It occurred to me this week that the distinction between “opportunity” and “obligation” is largely one of perspective. I awake each morning, and sometimes...
A Tree Knows.
“It’s time,” says the tree and proceeds to drop its leaves–no church bells needed to ring the congregation to prayer. I sit with a...
(November News from the human realm)
November crests, and its dark wave (by Ken McKeon) Closes out what’s left of the morning, It draws light back To its former haunts,...
Where am I? When am I?
Asking ourselves “who am I?” rarely moves us beyond the perspective of the familiar, for the simple reason that we see ourselves through the...
Pushing through the Sidewalk.
It’s interesting how exceptional capacities sometimes blossom out of exceptional difficulties. Perhaps such difficulties are hidden in each of us—unsuspected by others as we...
Pop-up Timer.
My mind comes fully equipped with certainties, which I could probably challenge and thereby see things differently. But what would that actually accomplish? Why...