Category Archives: Loneliness

Reclaiming lost ground

Posted on December 13, 2018 by

  This morning a storm of thoughts blew in while I lingered in bed in the dark, silent basement of a house in Fairfield, Iowa, where I’ve been since Saturday afternoon, December 1, to break from city life using a … Continue reading →

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NYC really wants to be French

Posted on June 24, 2018 by

Well, I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I get a mite squirrelly up here in the miasma of the great Northeast Urbanity. With the lack of family and partner and kids and all that, it gets downright depressing … Continue reading →

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Wishes, Hopes, and Dreams

Posted on May 28, 2018 by

Before I reach the meat of this article, I need to get a few things off my chest, things that might help to explain why I write what I do. Most people who know me think I am incredibly lucky. … Continue reading →

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One cab ride among many

Posted on April 2, 2018 by

Tonight with a friend I drove to Brooklyn from Glen Cove, Long Island, where we had a short Transcendental Meditation retreat that gave us a much-needed few hours in the woods near the water, far away from the grind, the … Continue reading →

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That Old Sweater, with thanks to Rudyard Kipling

Posted on October 21, 2017 by

I have no favorite spots, No favorite restaurants. Like the cat who walks by himself, All places are alike to me.

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The Dance of Life, the Dance of Love—and those Ups and Downs.

Posted on September 26, 2017 by

My childhood playground? Funny you should ask. My father owned an eleven-story office tower in Raleigh, NC. Naturally, it had elevators, and the elevators were hands down my very favorite things in that building. In the early 1960s the old … Continue reading →

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This morning, a house guest

Posted on September 21, 2017 by

A friend in Fairfield, Iowa, where I’ve lived several times, put me in touch with a young guy who needed a place to crash during some film work he had here in New York. I was happy to have the … Continue reading →

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At the writer’s group, and where a search for a Thermos bottle took me on Saturday.

Posted on July 19, 2017 by

At the writers’ group. I thought I’d have to struggle for ideas. Not so. It’s relaxing to be among some people tonight. I feel little need to get to know many of them, and my first attempt fell flat.

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Vacant apartment

Posted on March 21, 2017 by

The people in the place across the airspace have gone. I never knew them. I never will.

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Tonight, a simple supper, then a walk.

Posted on February 22, 2017 by

For someone who has waited all his life for steady companionship, the city—despite its millions who seemingly cannot make eye contact with a stranger—provides an astonishing comfort.

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