Monthly Archives: February 2013

Spandau Prison

An entire prison in Berlin
maintained for years for one man — Rudolph Hess,
the last Nazi, founder of the luftwaffe,
the last of Hitler’s inner circle.

It drew me like a magnet
when I was young and the old man was still alive.
i walked up to it
ignoring the sign that said
anyone crossing a painted line
was in danger of being shot–
like a dumb American, really?
I thought.

The guard in the tower
waved me away wildly
until I realized how much
fear there was of this
one
sad
old man.

Hess eventually hanged himself
with an electrical cord.

His work was done.

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On Giving Dating Advice to a Teenage Daughter

“Dad, I get all the dating advice I need from my brother. At least he went to high school in the same century.”

Safety Deposit Box

We cleaned out my late mother’s safety deposit box yesterday. It was a bracing reminder of the brevity of life. Things that were so important they needed to be held for decades in a vault with four feet thick walls now seem like a collection of things squirrels hide in trees and then forget.

What’s the News

What’s the news, I ask?
hoping for a different answer

than 1280 gun deaths
since Sandy Hook.