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IS THE IMAGE REAL?

IS THE IMAGE REAL?

The image is as real as any I have known: vivid, sharp, and sure. The sun is very high and hot. I am running as fast as a runner may ever run. The images of crows and clouds preoccupy the very front of my mind. Suddenly, I am suspended. I am upside down. I take stock...
COWBOYS

COWBOYS

Until he came to Oklahoma in 1970, Steve Przelomski had never seen a sunset.  The first one he saw made an impression on him that his friends from the old neighborhood in Newark could not understand.  Of the four young men who left New Jersey to attend St. Gregory’s...
Things Go Away

Things Go Away

  However fond one may be of a memory, after a time the details fade.  That is just what one expects to happen to a dream.  But life is just the same way.  The particulars, for some unknown reason, are misfiled by some careless clerk in an underpaid part of the...
Nights on the Ground

Nights on the Ground

I suppose it must be what they call the soul that keeps memories in some secret place and in some particular order. Through the miracle of social media, I have been able say hello and a little more to my friend Jim. We worked, hiked, and talked our way across America,...