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Life In the Modern Age; the “New” I Should Be …
Excerpt: sLife In the Modern Age; the “New” I should be… – Kurt Struble Writing I can’t help but think existentially about what’s going on in the U.S. and the world, trying to figure out how all the pieces fit together based on where it all came from and where it’s all going and blah…
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That Old Car Still Works the Best
We found ourselves living in something real good but, we didn’t realize it at the time. Isn’t that they way it always is? There’s this whole thing about living in the “LIGHT” or living within” TIME” like, the two are mutually exclusive of each other which, they are for most, if not all of our…
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The Next Great Epoch: The “New”
I should be putting more work into what I’m attempting to do right now but, I can’t help but think existentially about what’s going on in the U.S. and the world, trying to figure out how all the pieces fit together based on where it all came from and where it’s all going and blah…
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The Day the Earth Stood Still
If you are visually or cognitively allergic to my more esoteric/abstract writing skip over this piece, take two aspirin but don’t call me in the morning. From the pristine air I’m finally breathing at the cottage the movie, “The Day the Earth Stood Still” emerged from the fog inside my mind I carried along on…
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What’s In A
What’s In A? Spent the day just giving giving giving money money money Getting food food and coffee. Part of the day I spent spending, speaking speeding soaking walking wet in the rain past endles endless rows of things. Things and things and things with different names every name a different thing every …
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The Agony and the Ecstasy II
continued …. “Gosh,” I realized. “Despite the fact that she doesn’t have an enlarged prostate gland and I’ve never had the urge to commit murder we have a lot in common!” Creative Genius I compared and contrasted the motivations of the diaper clad, crazed astronaut with the agony I feel when I have…
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Life
Life is drama every step of the way! Intensely fought battles for roles, ideals, ideas, conceptions. Aberrations!! It comes with sin and love with neglect and abuse, hard fought wars to conquer baser instincts from the onslaughts of those with different roles, ideals or whatever forces there are inside that make us all the same.
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REMIND ME HOW TO DENY ANOTHER PERSON’S EXISTENCE
I realize there’s a better way to do something. It feels good to figure something out, to solve a problem. Comes the epiphany?! Bamm! The light goes on! You want to share the light of the discovery. So you tell about your epiphany. The driving force behind an epiphany and the need to…
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Gile Steele On Tape
The Gile Steele Tapes; 12:15, Thursday … She walked away from that maternal relationship with deep resentment for the way she was treated, unfairly, she was punished because she withstood the attacks on her self confidence, her self possession her intelligence. They became rivals and it was the only way she could defend herself. They…
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Hideous Nature, Life
Hideous nature, life … Ghastly in its death bed/its beseiging compass run its course. Bewildering with its struggles/ writhing in its pain/ desire seeking fire/rifting terrorism’s claim. Severed thinking/ thoughts of creepy crawlies/ struggling through night against all reasoning. There’ll be no full moon tonight to guide the single masted ship sailing saw tooth tiger’s…
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The Tragedy
The Tragedy Dragged along on their journey of repentance after the tragedy not kicking and screaming but depressed about losing life long friends to a new world, we ricocheted through time and space to the four corners then home again to where it all began before, hoping to put pieces back together that would never…
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The Further Adventures of Gile Steele
Further Adventures of Gile Steele So, there he was at the hospital exactly a year later at the same time, same place having the same procedure performed, by the same doctor, in the same room, next to the nurse’s station where a year earlier several factors came together in the middle of the night causing an unexpected event…
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It’s Ironic
Something funny transpired today between my nurse practitioner Matt and Me after our consultation. He ended our visit saying, “These are things you have to do when you start getting older,” and so we had touched on the subject of Life. “Men don’t live as long as women you know. “ “I know,” one of us…
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Hideous Nature, Life
Hideous nature, life … Ghastly in its death bed/its beseiging compass run its course. Bewildering with its struggles/ writhing in its pain/ desire seeking fire/rifting terrorism’s claim. Severed thinking/ thoughts of creepy crawlies/ struggling through fright’s night against all reasoning. There’ll be no full moon tonight to guide the single masted ship sailing saw…
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For tribalmysticstories: A Tribal Mystic Story; Poem For My Father
– Poem For My Father – One day he took me to a copse of trees where we sat under a canopy of newly formed leaves above us a clear blue sky where he gave perspectives to me different from anything I had learned. Thoughts from the other side of what we think we know.…
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Without Love
Without Love … we make our way across the frozen tundra of our hopeful desires unaware that beauty rests just below the surface of our painful hearts; a streak of light unseen nestled within each throb of hurt the light of hope the knowledge that Love exists only were it not for the pain that…
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FaKakda fakakda
Heard today downtown: “Fakakda this fakakda folker spoiling far a pongha fakakda, the fakakda fun a Yiddisha fakakda? that’s me! I’m the number one fakakda fakakda best fakakda there is by far! Fakakda Me! Wooh woohwhoospuke spoof woof …. Oye veigh …. so If you don’t think this is funny then I probably need to see…
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Where’s My Passport? Look Under the Underwear You Idiot!
I was conflicted. Should I return the money or go on a spending spree? I thought about going to Brazil or Paraguay or even Chechnia but, I couldn’t find my freeking passport! I looked all over the place! I got so tired of looking I said, “Screw it! I’ll stay home and watch the Ali Foreman fight on T.V.!” The…
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A Time For Sleeping
A Time For Sleeping Saturday was a cold, gray day. I lit the fireplace for a quick warm up. Before leaving the warmth of the cottage I wrote a little more, donned my hoody and coat turned off the gas grabbed my camera and entered the cold but beautifully pure, refreshing northern air. I walked…
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London Broil: the End Again
continued … “she’ll just have to eat her goddamned popcorn with butter tonight … ! he wondered if she’d know the difference … but, he knew better … ) Two hours later when he got home she was fast asleep in bed. “Hmmmmm”, he thought. He figured that, since the next day was Saturday (and she’d be sleeping in) he’d leave early for his appointment at Peter’s Quickie Loan Place (across the…
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London Broil: Butter or Parquay?
continued … when he doubled over she called him a doofey unemployed jake ass. He laughed to himself. ”What the hell is a ‘jake ass?” he wondered. continued … Most nights after cleaning the kitchen he joined her in the t.v. room even though he hated that goddamned western channel … He usually curled up with a book by his favorite author Louis L’Amor. That one night she told him she wanted popcorn.…
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Serenity
I told you yesterday that spring had sprung and i knew because i saw a fly and a bull ant on the floor by the fireplace, a tickling on my arm as i wrote this piece not fifteen minutes ago a tiny spider had invaded my space! There are gnats and mosquitos and other tiny…
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Trail’s End: The Great Beginning
Hear words spoken softly whispering kindly seeking solitude shelter from the storm. … See withering roses planted the sky above paying tribute, fresh water flowing through breezes in the dark to places unknown on paths never taken. … The never ending search for trail’s end. … The great beginning.
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That Night At the Lodge II
Part II A Night At the Lodge It was a cold night! I mean, it was cold as hell! It felt like there was ice between my jacket and my shirt! She had that mink thing on but it only covered her neck! We stood outside waiting for about a half hour! Finally I said, ‘’Where in the hell are Dick and Jeannie?“ She got that…
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A Night At the Lodge
It all started that night when I wasn’t sure what she was asking me! At first I thought it had something to do with skiing! Truth of the matter is I didn’t know WHAT she was thinking but I didn’t want to make waves. I thought that maybe we were supposed to be meeting Dick and Jeannie for…
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Inner World
Inner World Four square tiles, wandering spaces, shapes of faces, coffee groups of three and five talking heads saying something. A lonely person sits and dreams her lonely dreams outside the world inside her. Couples grasping meaning wrapped ‘round shoulders in stages of adulation, their voices echo hands held in wonder, eyes roused with affection, drawn to secret dreams, the face of life’s intent. While store front neon lights surrender to…
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Comments On Second Birth …
“Second Birth” tells the story of the rich and the poor; the depravities and blunted feelings weighed down by greed and the need to dominate the “Outliers” willing to fight for false values and lies I’m always making polar opposite distinctions; the ugly extremes of greed and the hungry souls despairing of life. People on…
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Second Birth
See the angry acts of many rich too proud to bond with mother earth their caskets bulge with stolen goods, no thought to share their riches with generosity given freely their greedy souls never searching their habits deadened, never knowing thoughts worth thinking. Some people care within demise their envy keeps them living their thoughts…
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My Conversation With the Cat
My Conversation With the Cat While my wife and I sipped morning tea I told my cat she was beautiful. She squinted her eyes, flicked one ear, dropped to the floor, walked across the back of the ottoman, her tail the only thing visible, looking like a curved round feather moving along the edge, turned right then, right again…
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Fred and Ethel
By late stage marriage most men want to spend their days talking while most women just want to be left the fuck alone! … Oh jeez! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to do that. Speaking of being LEFT ALONE I’d like to tell you a story but, may I prefix my blabber with a…
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I Was Just the Postman
midcenturyman February 17, 2018 at 11:29 pm Edit A comment I wrote about the poem titled, “When I Was Born.” This is one of my favorite pieces not just because it describes what childbirth might be like but, I think it’s beautifully written. I like how it flows and trips along with cadence and…
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Savoring the Melt
Snow covering the ground at 8 by 1 had disappeared. By 5 newly formed powder flakes/bigger than cotton balls/floated downward, /so light they rose and fell a second time/as I passed /turning my world white once again crystal flakes given form/from clouds high above/each its own and unique world/alive within the tiny gales/and silent currents forming/atmospheres above, …
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The Creature From the Black Canal
The Creature From the Black Canal They kept warning me about the alligator they saw paddling around the canal in back of the house but, I scoffed at their advice. “I need to whack those weeds along the canal bank! They’re unsightly!” I said. I waited until mid afternoon so I could work in the shade…
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Excerpt: Strange World
Excerpt After the nurse left his room he thought about what had occurred and in a drug and pain induced brain fog, pulled the tubes from his left arm and, using the food cart as a walker made a half assed attempt to escape the hospital for some unknown reason. From that point forward the…
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Purple Words
Purple Words – One late Spring day, my students and I walked to the Dairy Queen with the thought in mind that we would capture unique experiences and write about them when we returned to the class room. After lunch, we formed a single file line crossed Monroe Road to the sidewalk, walked west for two blocks,…
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Becka
Earlier, she ate chips and salsa off paper brought to swimming pool’s edge, earlier than earlier. Later, he came with hot coffee sipping looking beyond ahead in front, silently. ‘I bet you can’t drink that whole thing,” she said her voice behind. ‘No. But I can take a really big gulp.’ Chugging, eyes closed vision;…
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Jigsaw
I thought I knew but I knew I hadn’t found the answer to my question. You know you know when you’re spaced out and your brain has been on cruise control for a while and you’re still scratching your head wondering why you can’t stop thinking because there’s still a piece missing just below the…
Tales From A Midcentury Boy / Growing Up in Michigan 
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