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Where I Need to Be
It’s Sunday and I am enjoying one of the last warm afternoons of the fall. If the weather forecasters are to be believed, this time next week the temperatures will be at least twenty degrees cooler, so for now I will enjoy the burn of the autumn sun ... -
Grief is Love at its most helpless
I recently posted on one of my social networks that my uncle is figthing lung cancer. In the midst of the well-wishes and expressions of sympathy, the wonderful poet Chelsea B said to me, “Grief is love at its most helpless.” It was a power... -
I Dream, and Wake, and Wonder 2011-07-08 05:12:47
Today I’m a breathing cliché, sitting in a coffee shop and writing on my laptop. And now I’m a poet… Actually, I’m finding the very jazzy, wordless music playing in my right ear from a speaker set way up near the ceiling is working for me. I d...
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