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An L.A. Summation

Arriving from Canada, sleeping on sofas, A hundred concerts Four full time jobs, A dozen freelance ones. The death of two parents A cat's ashes scattered at sea. Holidays unnoticed Never-changing weather pattern. Sepulveda looks like Centinela. The menace of Venice's homeless Expand through the city

Three poems about the beach

1. Mornings spent on sand Under endless June Gloom. Grey skies far and wide, Far as eyes can see, Grey, the color I always wished my eyes were. It's 62 degrees at six-thirty And the sun never comes until Well after one. Groundhog Day and Waiting For Godot

Vignette

It is late October in San Francisco But the temperature is still seventy-three degrees. And that’s at seven-thirty In the evening. I walk back from dinner, passing a dog With flashing collar, and I think It wouldn’t look out of place at a club Sometime in the 1990&