Please do not call me #2
As threatened, the second vent of three. Please do not call me a genius. I get called this a lot. There is no basis for it, and yet it happens. It happened [read more...]
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Please do not call me #1
From the desk of Robert Stikmanz, here is the first of three screeds on a match. The next two are in development. Look for a return to positive thoughts after [read more...]
Déjà nu all over again
Second draft of Dzadefve oa Charls’m (The Song of Worlds) is all marked up to make a third. For a big step, there is little to show besides pencil on [read more...]
Farewell to a Plague Year
2020 shudders to a close. It hardly seems right to let it go without an end-of-year post, but this has been the kind of bastard year in which new challenges [read more...]
A Song of Worlds
THE OPENING EPISODE OF DZADEFVE OA CHARLS’M, read by Robert Stikmanz. The great poem of the Dvarsh people, Dzadefve oa Charls’m, grows steadily. At [read more...]
A poem from the past
A version of the following poem appeared in my first chapbook, The Green Book, in 1981. My great grandfather was still alive at that time. The poem seems to me [read more...]
Family Story
I’ve been under the weather for a couple of weeks. Despite trying to stay productive, I haven’t mustered energy for a new “Musings” [read more...]
Politricks 2020
I have been silent through this political season, but my eyes and ears have been open. You don’t need social media to know which way the wind blows. My [read more...]
Stretching the Bones
or Virtue Pursued It’s Wednesday, fast day, the day to break from prevailing cares and do something different. I was going to go back to the drawing that [read more...]
Marking an orbit
Another chapter opened during the last week of July. I turned 65, causing the landscape of possibility to contract. An administrative disorder with no [read more...]
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