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One of My Honolulu SonnetsThe most-asked question is do your cocktails have umbrellas in them? It’s true that here we have learned to make Pineapple Bombers. But no. That thing on the rim of the glass is the sun going down on America. When I first looked out from Waikiki I thought I was seeing the Pacific Ocean for the first time. People think we lie under umbrellas at the beach all the time, but no. Mostly life goes on just the same. I am still planning my book, Talking Loudly: a self-help guide for better communication between the members of rock bands. Seeing a need which has not diminished with distance. I am reading narrowly just as I always did, a sharp point under which there is no shade. |
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