Saturday, June 7, 2025



I love when I find
poems of mine that I like
but forgot I wrote.
Students are humans
not a different class
and it behooves us
to keep this in mind
when we're tempted
to put them in a stable
and teach them as if we
were Old McDonald and
they can only make the sounds
we assign them.

Wednesday, April 2, 2025

All these EXCUSE MEs
pushing me out of their way
on the Uptown A

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I watch you watch me
not realizing that you
are watching me watch

Tuesday, April 1, 2025

A haiku that's called
What Is My First Rodeo?
would read as follows:

Exciting enough
to become a metaphor
for everything new

Friday, March 7, 2025

Time takes its own time;
like time, I also take time,
but it is not mine.

Friday, January 17, 2025

Tuesday, October 1, 2024

"You gotta look sharp
gottaa have no illusions"
So said Joe Jackson
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Reb Shlomo Carlebach
was the only one ever
to say I looked "sharp"