“Concerning Futures”

(January 28, 2019)

Concerning futures,

I suggest painting present

employs brushes better*

*(“employs brushes ‘best'” a value judgment I am not prepared to make just yet. I haven’t met all available bushes. Steel undersides of concrete bridge overpasses and accompanying abutments. Pay a fee for a month or year’s term to the state, city or county road maintenance fund and upon submitting a proposed piece of art you get to own a piece of future passing motorists, hitchlurkers and work crews’ attention. A premium paid for the scalps of political cartoonists…but the clever ones who get past the censors will have to pony up double the rate when found out.)

“Big Salad Supper”

(January 28, 2019)

big salad supper

with a great black bread as sop*

‘morrow chops and spuds

*(To get those stubborn salad-bits out of the bowl and if you’ve never used navel orange juice (from the shaved-down peelings) and added segments of same into the vinaigrette you just do not know how delightful a salad-sop chunk of any kind of good-to-great bread can be. Go ‘head ‘stead of peel-n-eat take the rind of a heavy and succulent navel off and squeeze the remaining orange explosions into your bowl and either cut off rings or do the segment thingee and toss in right beside some nice crispy cucumber sections to fight-it-out with the bell peppers and celery and radishes and most anything else you got screaming to be let out of the ‘fridge. I’m partial to baby kale and red-ruffled turnip tips, snow peas – blanched or still naked – carrot shavings: use a veg peeler into long strips and then chop to desired length…the long spaghittish ones can be garniture if you are polite and use a shallow salad bowl. Dry-cure black olives – after you pit ’em – can be chopped and of course in season pomegranite seeds with extra juice just the thing. Two or five different lettuces and a shaving or nineteen of red cabbage, thin or if you must a little thicker and left to wilt in a light vinegtar-sugar bath. Protein? But of course! Chicken, fish, port, steak from a sad cow looking for a tooth to ‘preciate its special at-worst medium-rareness. A hard cooked egg. Now, you’re cookin’!)

“Counting Leaves & Roots”

(January 28, 2019)

each and every day

is the best one yet

above or below*

*(Sometimes I find myself eagerly curious as to how the counting of grass roots compares with the counting of grass leaves. But then the wind stirs some leaves above and I go for a nice fly. Ptoowie! Some of them fly-leaves actually have wings and are not related to the “raisins” I had in my days-old rice-n-raisins supper I shared with a Vietnamese farm family once during a big monsoon “blow” and we few Marines were cut off. We our C-Rations – the kids and mom and dad and grandma too all got a taste of C-Ration chocolate and agreed with us “it could have been better but when you’re poor, tired, wet, hungry and seemingly all alone, beats nothin’ else. I even broke out my emergency can of Turkey Ala King and Sloppy Joes. I even got to tolerate nouc mam – the homemade kind which comes out of a barrel. Puts hair on your hair, knowwhadimean?)