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Natures Discovered Available Now
I’m pleased to announce that Volume 3 of The Short of It Anthology, Natures Discovered, is now available for purchase at Amazon. This volume features a few of my poems, as did the previous two. And I’m very proud to … Continue reading
Fraiku: Social Media
Let poetry soothethe slings and arrowsof your social media life
I could use some help
I firmly believe that best way to improve one’s poetry is to get feedback from other poets. I’ve been facilitating a monthly Living Poetry workshop for about ten years now and we’ve recently had to shift our meetings online due … Continue reading
Magical Poetry
A few months ago, I received an owl from Hogwarts. Secrecy being what it is, I could not reveal the true reason for my recent trip to Britain until now. I have been recalled to my position as Poetics Master … Continue reading
Old Bunhill Fields Burial Ground
Old Bunhill Fields Burial Ground How old is this tree under whose branches I write? What’s left of George Fox is somewhere nearby. Maybe his flesh fed the tree whose leaves form a dome of green protecting me from this … Continue reading
Frisbee
When the sun stayed up late because it wasn’t a school night, we would spend our summer evenings playing outside, a pack of neighborhood kids throwing a baseball, football, Frisbee, whatever wasn’t stuck on a roof or down a storm … Continue reading
The Round Up: Red Light Edition
Two of my poems from Wednesday Night Regular, Snake Dancer and Ballerinas, were included in The Round Up Zine’s Red Light Edition. Check it out!
Consumer
The magnetic strip behind the thin plastic with raised numbers rules my life. An embedded chip establishes my worth, determines where I eat, encourages excess. It encodes my history, tracks my whims. I am a collection of transactions, just a … Continue reading
Ignore GPS
You will be my navigator, though you can’t read an old fashioned map and your sense of direction is somewhat skewed. Let’s get lost together. Ride the back roads, turn left on a whim, buy lunch at a farm stand, … Continue reading