Compendium: The Kitchen Sink

Bob Vance
Poems, politics, ruminations, memoir and happenings in the garden and kitchen (w/pictures)
Created 27 Sep 2021
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  • And So This is Christmas: an Unbeliever’s Guide to Believing
    23 Dec 2021 • < 1 min read • 1 1
    * AT CHRISTMAS: WHERE CHRISTIANS OFTEN MAKE A MISTAKE Where Christians often make a mistake is in their assumption of ownership of the holy child, of being chosen by, or being blessed enough to choo...
  • Letters to Edward Snowden
    19 Dec 2021 • < 1 min read
    Here are the first two poems in a poem cycle of seven, “Letters to Edward Snowden”. I began this poem cycle during the summer of 2013 when Edward Snowden was stranded in the Moscow Airport following...
  • Hospice Stories 8, 9, and 10
    16 Dec 2021 • < 1 min read • 1 0
    * Hospice Story #8: What the Dying Want to Talk About She was completely unconvinced that a man could help her. She was completely unconvinced that talking about her upcoming death would be help...
  • 12 Little Aubades with Love in the Company of the Last Birds
    13 Dec 2021 • < 1 min read • 1 0
    **** 12 Little Aubades with Love in the Company of the Last Birds Even in the wind ducks rocket off the surf into a glowing morning haze that traverses the bay just another snow squall shade cros...
  • Kids Killing Kids: Olduwan Tools to the High-Powered Weapons of War
    09 Dec 2021 • < 1 min read • 2 0
    Whoa. Pretty ambitious: ‘thoughts on the evolutionary imperative of the emergence and impact of tool making’. Hm. What exactly does that MEAN? For some time, I’ve wanted to pursue and develop my o...
  • The City and State of My Birth, My Father's Death, Bisexuality (part 1)
    07 Dec 2021 • < 1 min read
    Memorial Day Parade, Mt. Clemens, Michigan 1949. 5 years before I was born. *** THE SULPHUR SMELL IN MT. CLEMENS, MICHIGAN (the city where I was born and raised) The sulphur smell of Mt. Clemens was...
  • 3 and 4 (from 49 Love Poems)
    02 Dec 2021 • < 1 min read • 1 0
    The following love poems are the 3rd and 4th in my series of 49 Love Poems. I will be delivering the rest, chronologically and intermittently, as I present my other selections from The Kitchen Sink. N...
  • SNOW, PIE, STONES, DOG-TALK, THE CALL TO PRAYER, AND WISHES
    29 Nov 2021 • < 1 min read • 1 0
    • This morning I woke to snow. My usual early morning mood, my pre-work grubbing around the dark house for the various accoutrements, the getting-ready-to-GO mood, was lightened, I mean, literally li...
  • 2 new poems and a chant
    25 Nov 2021 • < 1 min read • 1 0
    * On Suicide There is too much emptiness in it for me. I prefer pain to nothing. Still entire civilizations have succumbed have watched the water disappear have murdered the source of their reprie...
  • Hospice Stories 5, 6, 7
    21 Nov 2021 • < 1 min read • 1 0
    * 5. THE HOUSE WAS HUGE... IT WAS A DIFFICULT PLACE TO VISIT The patient was old and alone, infirm with significant dementia. He had hired nurses and companions through a local agency. He had a son...
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