My dharma talk on wisdom--

 https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1flURLSU8vWmp_wx3AxtqX55HiY-5oFNC?usp=drive_link

 

for the meditation group in Volcano.

My reading/talk at UH-West Oahu in late October is now on youtube

You can access the talk here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l-5Xkyw869E

I talked about why I write and how I write and tried to make it accessible to young writers, one of whom I once was . . .

Young boys chanting

"Good morning!" yelled a boy (of 12?) at me; he was throwing a football with a friend at Ahuimanu Park. I pointed out that it was 3 p.m., and so he modulated to afternoon. As I passed by, he and his friend started yelling "Donald Trump for president!" I barked a bit, and the one boy yelled, "have a great day!" I wished him one, too. Considered turning around to talk to them. He kept his chant going. Lilith and I kept going, too.

Lilith and I walk uphill

Lilith and I didn't go to the cemetery this morning. We went uphill instead of down. As we left the cemetery yesterday, our two friends at the entry box informed us that Harris is dumb and talks in "word salad"; they said she was installed by oligarchs, having gotten no votes. (I said I voted for her for vice president, so I wasn't bothered.) And yes, we started speaking in high voices. A woman stood between us, wanting to buy flowers. Uncle John cut them for her with the paper cutter, leaving bits of color on the table and ground. The look on her face.

I and You: Elegy 31

I and You

Eucalyptus is tree

Bark is not

Eucalyptus is tree

Sap is not

I am alive

You are not

I talk to

You who don’t

Talk to me

Which of us

Is more lonely

Billy Mills review

 Billy Mills is an Irish poet, one who devotes a lot of time and energy to reading the work of others. He read my books, Lilith Walks and Meditations carefully, here: https://ellipticalmovements.wordpress.com/2024/03/27/recent-reading-march-2024/

And now he's done an attentive reading of I and Eucalyptus, here: https://ellipticalmovements.wordpress.com/2024/10/23/recent-reading-october-2024-a-review/

Lilith and the untaken photograph

Lilith and I saw a man walking toward us on the asphalt path next to Kahekili, a lanky man in dark clothing. When we got closer, I told him that I've been doing final edits on a piece of writing that will be published and that one section was about him and his wife pushing a baby stroller on this very walk. "What kind of writing is it?" he asked, and I expressed some befuddlement. He said he goes to visit Leona every day at the other big Kaneohe cemetery; her parents had bought four plots, two for her and two for her sister. Their dad was a vet. It's got a wonderful view of the bay, and is within walking distance of the house where she grew up. Several years ago, I'd ask Les and Leona if I could take their picture. Even though their nephew is a professional photographer, they said no. I regret the picture not taken.