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Green Zen

John Clark on something that you might not think has much to do with writing. Read on and decide for yourself. Remember when you were a kid? Think for a moment about some of the things you were absolutely convinced … Continue reading

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A Town Without City

John Clark returning to wrap up our 27 years in Chelsea. First off, one thing that struck Beth and I when we moved to Hartland was the immediate sense of community. Yes, it was a hardscrabble town with plenty of … Continue reading

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Sam’s Ghost: Reprised in honor of Father’s Day

This essay in honor of my late friend and neighbor originally appeared in Wolf Moon Journal in 2004.   I was under my wife Beth’s VW, changing the oil, when I heard the slow crunch of gravel at the end … Continue reading

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