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I was planning to call this “Blank”.  I had even typed it up at the top in preparation, but at the last minute I decided to change the theme, so I guess you readers have dodged a bullet.  One that creates much noise and smoke while signifying nothing.  Just a typical exercise in poetic reflecting, or columnity, or something to that effect.  You know what I mean.  Hopefully.  If not, don’t worry.  You are not alone.  There are many out there who have no idea what I mean most of the time; possibly all of the time.  Besides the ones who have never heard of me, let alone met

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At The San Diego Earth Fair 2015


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Time, time, time.  I think it’s time.  Yes, that’s what it is.  The next subject for a poetic reflection.  No, no, no.  Scratch that.  Well, it is high time for a new column.  I mean, here it is the sixth year of writing them (having passed the fifth anniversary ten months ago).  It is nearly the seventh year, in fact, and I’m just getting around to it?  I would say this is long overdue.  The clock has been sprung, and the pendulum has flown off the handle with the cuckoo bird.  It’s a lot like that time-changing nonsense where we are instructed to set our clocks forward

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