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I don't write here much. Or anywhere. Kind of a shame.

My boy is almost 10 years old.

I've been married to Kim even longer.

Go figure.

I'm leaving for Asia (Taiwan, China, Japan) for 2+ weeks on Sunday, the second trip of this year with many more to come.

I still do read some of your LJs. Usually in batches.

Toodle pip to most of you and 73 to you amateurs out there (DE AI6KG).

Mar. 11th, 2016

Not dead yet. Toodle pip.

tap, tap, tap. is this thing on?

yeah, i'm not around here much. definitely not on facebook. google+, somewhat.

off on vacation for a week with more canon gear than you can imagine (really, don't even try; but if you want to take a guess ...)

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[poem] Q&A by Terence Winch

 Q & A
by Terence Winch

Q. How important is theory in this poem? It seems as though
it just starts, goes nowhere, tells us nothing we need to know.

A. The concern here is with necessity, not fact. The poem could tell
you everything you wanted to know, but doesn't.
Some poems begin in the rinse cycle. This one goes right to spin.

Q. We noticed how marvelous the upper strata of the poem is. It suggests
the appeal of authoritarian faith in the old-fashioned
middle class. Did you write it on a train?

A. One day I heard laughter coming from some mysterious source. First
I thought
it came from several people who were stuck at the bottom of a well.
Then I speculated it could be a group of teenagers on the level right above me.
After a while, however, I wondered if it might actually be weeping.
I got out my address book and started calling around. In fact, people
were crying when I managed to get in touch with them. Where are
your social contracts now, I snarled, your precious theses on the absolute?
I averted my gaze as their beliefs unraveled.

Q. We can't help but notice how you seem to be suppressing what you
really mean. Are you naked in this poem?

A. I have these pastes and mud packs that I smear all over me, so I'm
never really naked, even when I have no clothes on.
The same thing goes for this poem.
It's beautiful, stark, totally blank, yet colorful, like a sin
you're considering but haven't yet committed.

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june

It is June 5 and the furnace is on. WTF?

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