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He gave the best sermons in 50 years of church attending –
economy – length and cost – free – no charge.
He could have asked $5 ….
when five dollars was fee to a movie,
less than three or four minutes
never five
often as little as 90 seconds,
bullet, but not pointed,
the congregation leaning to attention.

“ Today’s Gospel ” – altruism
putting others before self
self, second.
A task –
next time
when asked for money
instead of passing 5, 10, 20, even 100 dollars
decide an amount,
calculate how many minutes or hours required to earn,
then donate
thinking not of the dollar quantum
but the time – your time,
“ one is charity. The other, love.”



Most of my life has been spent on the bench, occasionally called into the game by extravagance or attenuation. Waiting has turned a loner into a recorder - nondescript and inconsequential, more not noticed than overlooked - the non-vantage point of children not yet considered old enough to understand. Orphaned Islands (Un)poetry is a lifetime of picking anecdotes up and not throwing them away. Stories collected like odds and ends placed in a box in the basement, the garage, the garden shed - uncertain as to what their use might be but knowing that one day there might be one.