It’s been a cold, damp, rainy Saturday in Schenectady — and it’s changing
into “wintry mix” outside. Therefore, I’m staying indoors for the duration,
keeping warm and enjoying the company of haijin Pamela Miller Ness:
trapped
in the bridge’s silver spokes
bloodred sun
small gallopping feet
on a collision course:
forehead & corner
daybreak
shifting his sack of cans
shoulder to shoulder
after all these years
ankle deep
in the other ocean
after chemo
wanting only to read
seed catalogues
hot train station
the sudden rush
of his cologne
“small gallopping feet” – driveway from childhood (1997)
“trapped” – pink light, sleeping (Small Poetry Press, 1998)
from A New Resonance 2: Emerging Voices (2001):
potluck
I want to commend Prof. Eugene Volokh for his continued
efforts to defend the ACLU — with whom he very often disagrees — against
unfounded criticism by those with whom he often does agree. Prof. V.’s
approach should be applied by people from all parts of the political and
philosophical spectrum. In part, he says:
“If liberals are wrongly faulted by conservatives, we conservatives
should correct those errors. (Don’t argue please that liberals don’t
do the same when the shoe is on theother foot; some do and some
don’t, and in any case their failingswouldn’t excuse our failings.)”
“[W]e’d both open ourselves up to making false allegations (which
is bad itself) and look foolish (which is bad instrumentally) if we fall
into a visceral hostility to the ACLU that clouds our judgment, and
leads us both to ignore the correct positions that the ACLU takes
and to misstate the ACLU’s supposed errors.”
“batmoonN”