Was very “stoked” to have been invited to be a featured poet on one of the stages during Bonfire Fest 2019, a terrific gathering of musicians and artists in a very cool and quirky spaces. Many of the folks in charge of the festival share a special connection, as I do, to St. Stephen’s University, […]Read more "Bonfire Festival 2019 – “Honeymoon freestyle” and “Weary”"
“I’m with you in Rockland in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea-journey on the highway across America in tears to the door of my cottage in the Western night.” – Allen Ginsberg, Howl, 1955. People often tell me I have a way with words. Nice, right? But also suspicious because they never specify what […]Read more "13 Epiphanies (while stargazing in a backyard in Rutland)"
The First Billion is the Hardest by T. Boone “Slim” Pickens. By New York Times #1 Best-Selling authors Jack Canfield and Mark Victor Hansen: A 3rd Serving of Chicken Soup for the Soul: 101 MORE stories to Open the Heart and Rekindle the Spirit. Portrait of a man with Red Hair, by Hugh Walpole. The […]Read more "Books that are incidentally not in my library…"
In the oldest texts, they say Odysseus was “wily:” that he known for his many wiles, even that he was “possessed” of wiliness. Most of us now associate “wily” with a certain bumbling coyote, but in the old days, before any of our modern society existed, it was different: you needed your senses to be […]Read more "Calypso"
In his book, The Unsettling of America, Agrarian philosopher and poet Wendell Berry discusses at length the virtue of “the Fall” as an initiating device. He has a marvelous interpretation of a scene in Shakespeare’s King Lear wherein the blinded Earl of Gloucester is led to the edge of a cliff by Edgar, his estranged […]Read more "Welcoming The Fall"
Hearts are remarkably like birds, and mine is no different. I crane my head to pay attention to this wind. Subtle fragrances from faraway places mingle with the familiar scent of home. My wings ache, to do what they were designed to, to find you, to fill the skies. One look at you, and there […]Read more "And Suddenly, My Desire."
So much excitement, barely any room left for rest. This is when we put our desire for sustainability to the test, to me, our time is precious, and I will do my best to protect it. Wake up, happy birthday, you are alive it is daytime, singing within a legacy, carving out our own patch […]Read more "Snow Day #3"
Deep Breaths < A Triptych > + It’s more than just a metaphor when there’s nothing we can do to make it stop… + + Deep Breaths 1. inhale pause exhale A friend once told me that the actual process of what we call “aging” is the oxidization of our bodies. The very oxygen that […]Read more "Deep Breaths [audio + chapbook]"
Sarah Abiya writes short stories; not all the time, but sometimes. She told me this when we were flying. Academic papers aren’t her cup of tea, but sometimes, she says, life plays such conspicuous games that we can’t help but smile and write them down. But I didn’t learn that her first name was Sarah […]Read more "Perfect Stranger"
Loving you is just confusing. I am confounded by what you have become to me. See, I thought affection was a chore. Somewhere along the way, my heart learned to believe that love was like one person straining to do the work of two, back aching from constantly carrying the weight of someone else’s regret, […]Read more "Confounded"