My wife came to me last night in a dream

She reached across a table or barrier

To comfort me

The touch of her hand on my face

A few soft words

Otherwise a blur, just out of the range of focus

I treasure the visitation

Deep soul memory

The first visitation was in a coffee shop

She brushed up against me at the milk bar

In that rust red coat

Perfect hair and sparkling green eyes

Pointed to a table

And said I’ll be right over there waiting for you

I am lost

Without the touch, the gaze

The daily comforts that I took for granted

Small things that are gone

Only to return in dreams

After the Pandemic: Building a Safety Culture

As America begins its comeback — a tentative and lurching return to some kind of normalcy — one of the biggest challenges will be the workplace. …

My thoughts

are dense

like fog, the

distillate of urban air

roiled by cool

Pacific currents


a little refined I guess,

trending from the general

to the particular

I wonder

where home is

The lost coast?

The rainy coast?

The woods of Ohio?

That place where

they always have…

This is one of an ongoing series of suggestions for alternative communications by President Trump: Here’s today’s idea. Please feel free to use @realDonaldTrump.

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“Well, OK, I can work with it.”

Last night, I settled into one of the Dead’s great performances, the Veneta show from 8/27/72, aka the “Field Trip” or what Nick Meriwether called “The Last Acid Test.” The sonic quality of the recording, as well as the event itself, put you right…

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Rhino just released this year’s Grateful Dead box set, “July 1978” and we are enthusiastically digging in to this gem of a tour that started in Kansas City and ended at Red Rocks. One of the exciting aspects of this release is the source — five of the long-lost “Betty…

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Russ Yarrow

I believe in the redemptive power of love, the fundamental common sense of "we the people" and the enduring brilliance of the Grateful Dead.

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