Monthly Archives: April 2015

Last Night I Had a Dream

Last night I had a dream. I dreamed that a three-day rain transformed a famous river into a raging torrent, and when the river finally receded my friend Mike took me fishing. I dreamed that we didn’t catch a fish the first morning, and while we ate lunch along the bank of the river I […]

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The Good Old Days

I hate graveyards and old pawn shops John Prine, “Souvenirs” The old man sat in a chair next to the picnic table, which, today, was a makeshift bar stocked with a dozen bottles of whiskey. Most were bourbon, but one was an orange-flavored liqueur and another a fifth of scotch that cost more than a […]

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Psalms of the Mad Angler III

Michael Delp The Mad Angler Poems Deep Wood Press   In the dreamtime, millennia ago, the Aboriginal Ancestors in Australia sang up the country, literally walked the landscape and sang it into being. Last night a bird from one of those ancient songs fell into my sleep and left a path through the air, changed […]

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