Monthly Archives: November 2012

The Garden War

It is  war, undeclared war,  in my garden. My weapon is not a gun or sword but my hands and clippers, pulling and cutting loose the spent summer stems. As I work I note which battles I won this year, and where the … Continue reading

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The Murder of Old Solomon the Peddler

  The peddlar walked the road at night, his sack his only friend. He did not mind the lack of light; He neared his journey’s end.   “A peddler’s life is one of woe, and travels long and cold, but … Continue reading

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