Tag Archives: Scott Bates

Charitable Chimps Pick Fleas

In his parable “Seven Charitable Chimpanzees,” Scott Bates probes the reasons for charitable acts.

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Ask Vets to Tell You Their Stories

For Veterans Day, ask a vet for his or her story. Scott Bates and Tim O’Brien convey the importance of such storytelling.

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Our Annual Autumnal Striptease

A Scott Bates poem about autumn’s annual striptease.

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Leaves Condemned to Be Free

Scott Bates offers this humorous existentialist meditation on falling leaves.

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A Serene Way to Deal with Chaos

Scott Bates’s humorous fable “The Contented Weed” offers a serene way to handle everything that life throws at us.

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Christmas Eve Updated

Christmas Eve A Christmas Eve poem by my father, probably inspired by Jean Luc Godard’s controversial film Hail Mary. Item By Scott Bates They came in on Interstate 93 Past a dozen signs of NO VACANCY And finally stopped at the Holiday Inn Where she stayed in the car while he went in And was politely […]

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A Fable that Explains Charity

Scott Bates finds less than altruistic motives behind charitable acts but note that they end up in the right place anyway.

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Homage to My Father, a Reader

Friday Tomorrow is the fifth anniversary of my father’s death. To remember him, I share one of his poems about reading. My father read to my brothers and me virtually every night when we were growing up, passing along a passion that became our own. In “The Retiring Candle,” he imagines an introverted candle retreating […]

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What Our Libraries Reveal about Us

Merging my library with my father’s have given me a new appreciation for him.

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