Kearth’s Korner

If today I went swimming it would be an interesting time Possibly unfathomable or maybe quite sublime Dipping in a swimming hole would surely cool me off It’d delight me more than sitting in a barrel, pail, or trough  Oh, if I merely splashed around in cool water here and now It would likely be delectable, and I can’t describe just how But if I was somewhere, anywhere near a deep and darkish lake A different approach for fun I’d...

“Something.” Ha!  Actually, what I actually meant to say was that I’ve been thinking lately about a time many summers ago when I was a much younger younger than I am now. I remember it was an uncomfortably hot summer and I spent much of my time walking in streams and creeks and even gullies, trying to stay cool. In the water I looked under rocks for creek creatures (I called them “creektures”) and found quite a few interesting...

I have a job. I work. Can you believe it? I can’t, but it’s true even though nobody would believe it although it really is actually true—believe it or not—whether you want to or not and I know I don’t. Believe it, that is. Well, I certainly do now. How it happened was that I wanted a job. To make money. But, then, I couldn’t find anyone in my town who was willing to hire someone with my incredibly unique and one-of-a-kind skills and...

Really. Tell me. I’m curious. It’s not a joke. I’m wondering what you know. Actually, I’m wondering what you know that I don’t.  Here’s why: I don’t know why. If I did then I would know what I don’t know and that is at least partially impossible, if not completely, and I know why. I couldn’t possibly know what you know if what you know is something I don’t know because by you knowing what I don’t it is unknown to me and possibly...

I think that’s right. Isn’t it?  Now, you may disagree and think that from your perspective you’re “here” and I’m “there” although that doesn’t sound right. No, it doesn’t. Not at all. How can I possibly be there and not here? I’m always here. Aren’t I? I think so. I know so. I mean, I think so. It reminds me of a story.  Once upon a time…  Well…actually…I forget the rest, but it was a good story. It’s about something...

I realized today that never certainly is a long time. So is always. I was waiting in line at the market to get my lunch because for some reason I forgot to carry with me a peanut butter and sardine tail sandwich that I eat practically every day, and twice on some days, incidentally. I was just standing there, waiting and waiting to be waited on, and I saw and heard a family in front of me. Mostly heard. They were waiting, too, and not...