Different Slants

Seeing the World from a New Angle

Valentine to a Wounded Wife…by Robert M. Katzman

Filed under: Life & Death,Love and Romance,Marriage and Family,My Own Personal Hell,subtle erotica — Bob at 11:50 am on Thursday, February 11, 2016

© February/12/2016

 

I see you sleeping in a darkened room

Dry lips slightly parted

Your Scandinavian cheekbones

Distinct as ski slopes

Your blonde hair dirty and lank

Your skin is pale

You wear no make-up

And to me you are so beautiful

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Post-Surgical Dispatches from Racine, Wisconsin…by Robert M. Katzman

January 10, 2016 (Sunday)

So, I am home alone, recuperating, with my dogs Betsy and Jasmine, who keep me warm in frigid Wisconsin. I can stand up and lie down, but no sitting or I’m in big trouble. Prostate surgery is not something to mess around with.

 

I discourage nice friends who live nearby from visiting, because the (unstated) aspects of recovery are difficult to deal with, and constant. About two weeks before most things are better. Burning pain is a real part of it. I look fine (ok, not gorgeous) and no one could tell something was wrong unless they lived with me for a day. Time moves v-e-r-y  s-l-o-w-l-y. The dogs wake me before sunrise, follow me around every damn minute, have to go outside endlessly and if I choose to rebel, they leave me a little message. The Dog Mafia.

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New Year’s Eve, Cancer and a Silent Night…by Robert M. Katzman

© December 30, 2015

I often say to my friends or people who ask me about the origins of my stories, that I never write fiction. I am regretting that commitment to the truth right now. But to change my conviction that some stories ought to be written down, doesn’t necessarily mean they are happy stories. But I believe that difficult stories can give a person who reads my story—this story—a greater appreciation of how they might choose to spend their time.

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Remember The Maccabees!…by Robert M. Katzman 12/1/1996

Filed under: Children,Jewish Themes,Life & Death,Rage! — Bob at 10:42 am on Saturday, December 5, 2015

Copywrite December 1, 1996

                         Eight tiny lights

                         Burn into the night

                         A captive people

                         Ready to fight

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Seven-Mile Road…by Robert M. Katzman

Filed under: Liberation Fantasies,Life & Death,Trees,Wisconsin stories — Bob at 11:02 am on Thursday, October 29, 2015

Robert M. Katzman’s Amazing Story: http://www.differentslants.com/?p=355

© Halloween, 2015

Saturday afternoon

Late autumn

Unfamiliar country road

I keep losing

Rock n’ Roll on my radio

Hunt and peck

Hunt and peck

And I miss my damn exit

 

Cursing the wasted time

I turn east on:

What?

I look for a sign

“Seven Mile Road”

Stretching into the horizon

No stoplights in sight

I zoom ahead

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Badger State: Getting to Know You…by Robert M. Katzman

Filed under: Snow stories & poems,Travel,Wisconsin stories — Bob at 9:49 am on Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Robert M. Katzman’s Amazing Story:  http://www.differentslants.com/?p=355

By Robert M. Katzman

© October 3, 2015

 

The munching horses have become more familiar

The insanely circuitous route I take home

Each night a bit less incomprehensible

The surly burly guy with steel grey hair

Smiles at me when I buy gas from him

The beautiful deep brown Root River

Less of an impossible barrier every morning

As I learn the handful of roads crossing it

 

Going south on 32 each morning

I pause at Main Street’s western turn

Greeting the blinding sunrise over Lake Michigan

As if it were a cuddly puppy

Waiting just for me, too

Sometimes a single sailboat passing

Before I turn west towards

The grey concrete interstate

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