Category Archives: In my words

On Climbing Up and Down a Mountain

… Well, here I am on top of the mountain. Ready to walk down the mountain. And then I will walk back up again. You might think of it as easy first and hard second or you might think of it as one united thing. […]

On Grand Street, March 4, 2016

… Went to Grand Street today to get a haircut ($5 + $2 tip = $7) at the Chinese barber. I saw the man who would be after me reading the newspaper. Mitt Romney was on the front page. He let me take a picture […]

February, South Mountain, Sun and Fog, Remembered, Forgotten

What a difference a day makes even at my father’s pond in the South Mountain, sunny one day, next day full of clouds. The beginning of the month, February 2 and 3. Who remembers those days now?

John Lennon and John Legend

… The first time I heard Yoko Ono sing I was tripping on acid. I was tripping with Gloria who had put the record on after we’d been listening to Iggy and the Stooges. This was East Lansing, Michigan, probably 1970, early 1970; Jimi, Janis […]

Blue Sorrow, Green Sorrow

… I’ve been going through a lot of stuff, throwing out a lot of stuff, and came across this forgotten session, and liked it, was glad I found it, my nephew Daniel and I rehearsing before a performance, January afternoon, the first to be exact, […]

Sweet Little Angel

… I performed a song at the Poetry Project with my nephew Daniel. May every day be full of love. Love, love, love, love, love, love, love. … … Sweet Little Angel I got a sweet little angel Sweeter than apple butter I got a […]

Reflections in the English Garden

… Took a walk in Central Park this afternoon that ended up as usual in the English Garden. All the mums had been pulled out of the French Garden and the tulips planted for the spring. You could feel for the first time this autumn […]

Iraqi Kiss

… The two Iraqi young men seem to be trying to unnerve the American soldier holding a machine gun shortly after the invasion of Iraq in the spring of 2003, the occupied goofing on the occupier. Most Americans seem unable to imagine themselves in any […]

The Friday Night Apocalypse Stew

… Back in the early 70s in my early 20s while working at a lock and key factory in North Philly, I lost the inspiration to write, and came back to it partly by working on song lyrics, lyrics that there was no music for. […]

Making Mom’s Sauerkraut

… … … My Mother’s Sauerkraut Recipe: … All you need to make sauerkraut is a cabbage, some sea salt, a canning jar and boiling water. … First slice the cabbage into thin slices.
 … Stuff the cabbage into a canning jar as tightly as […]

Some Thoughts, May 2

… With the eye doctor yesterday, during the exam, I discussed diabetes, which I don’t have although it runs in my family, and as everybody knows causes eye damage. The doctor told me of a patient of hers, a man who at the age of […]

The Quiet Pond

… The quiet pond wrote a V when the water spider skidded forth, a V here, V there, the same V that geese make flying south. When a swallow swooped for a quick nip or a bass rose with its wide mouth, an O spread […]