Monthly Archives: March 2014

Spring in Sweden Tsunami of lawn chairs Appear without warning Sun bright golden day Grass still asleep Lawnmower waits patiently in garage shadows Children bounce on trampolines Sprung up like mushrooms Days grow long Life is reborn.

Posted on March 29, 2014 by Bruce Louis Dodson | 7 Comments

Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Posted on March 24, 2014 by Bruce Louis Dodson

Today is Lawrence Ferlinghetti’s birthday – Born in Yonkers, New York (1919). His father died five months before Ferlinghetti was born, and his mother was so devastated by the loss that she had to be committed to the state mental … Continue reading →

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Seattle Memories – The Crows

Posted on March 22, 2014 by Bruce Louis Dodson

                   They go unnoticed overhead                    Above the supermarket malls and cities                    Countryside                    Suburban fields and meadows                    Watching                    Airborne gangs dressed in black feather jackets                    Fearless wise guys with a raucous comment                    For … Continue reading →

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Catoos

Posted on March 16, 2014 by Bruce Louis Dodson
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Human Be-In S.F. 1967

Posted on March 13, 2014 by Bruce Louis Dodson
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Old Age

Posted on March 13, 2014 by Bruce Louis Dodson

Listen – By Wendell Berry. From his book, Leavings I know I am getting old and I say so, but I don’t think of myself as an old man. I think of myself as a young man with unforeseen debilities. … Continue reading →

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Observing Sweden – Language Class At Last

Posted on March 12, 2014 by Bruce Louis Dodson

I am finally in a Swedish class. Meets once a week, tonight was my fourth. Teacher is on the left. The only other student, from Portugal, is on the left. It’s going very slowly, but at least it’s going. Å   … Continue reading →

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Late Winter Poem

Posted on March 11, 2014 by Bruce Louis Dodson

Below are first two paragraphs of: Walking Alone In Late Winter     (From Jane Kenyon’s, Boat of Quiet Hours)   How long the winter has lasted—like a Mahler symphony, or an hour in the dentist’s chair. In the fields the grasses … Continue reading →

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Mike Hammer

Posted on March 9, 2014 by Bruce Louis Dodson

Today is the birthday of Mickey Spillane, a crime novelist, called his books “the chewing gum of American literature.”  Born Frank Morrison Spillane, in Brooklyn (1918). His Irish father was a bartender, and Spillane grew up in a tough neighborhood … Continue reading →

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Observing Sweden – 7 March 2014

Posted on March 6, 2014 by Bruce Louis Dodson

Observing Sweden – 7 March Early morning, raining in Seattle. Our good neighbor, Henri, drove us to the airport – Lou and me, with Bucks and Amber zipped up in their travel cages. The four of us were creating an … Continue reading →

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