Monthly Archives: May 2014

Muscles Ache for the Feel of a Stylus

After John Dos Passos. The old teacher walks slowly by himself through the crowd that thins into the early classrooms; back sore from hours of sitting; eyes greedy for healthy flush of faces, answering flicker of recognizing eyes, intent strides, … Continue reading

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The Stub of a Pencil

I spied the stub of a pencil in the gutter among the dead leaves and other detritus.  I did not pick it up.  It’s value to me did not equal the bother – stopping, bending, cleaning, sharpening, storing, resharpening, discarding. … Continue reading

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