January 1, 2019

Hello, 2019 and all my friends out there who have knocked on my door today. I greet you from a cozy cabin at Lake Burton, Georgia, on the last day of my holiday vacation. Tomorrow, I go back to work, but I also give my first poetry reading of the year at Cool Beans.

 My...

April 15, 2018

My poem called "My Uterus Didn't Wander" is in this anthology edited by K.A. Laity and H. Byron Ballard, and I thought I'd explain why I wrote such a strange poem that ended up being included in a wonderfully strange book. I've always been amused by the concept of the...

January 3, 2017

My daughter gave me The Secret History of Wonder Woman, by Jill Lepore for Christmas. I've been wanting to read it.  I'm barely into it, and the story is turning out to be as fascinating as I thought it would be. I'm also thinking that I've found my "one word resolut...

December 13, 2016

This is my pre-Christmas post. I sit by the fire and grade papers, putting in final grades as I go. Some of these grades will be received as cheerfully as a welcome gift; others will be received as a lump of coal. Nevertheless, each is a kind of gift, an unwrapping of...

September 16, 2016

I haven't been here in a while --- to the blog, I mean.  I've been engaged in many other creative activities with some work thrown in here and there also. This morning, though, I ran across a list on Muse about seventeen habits that a person needs to ditch if they are...

August 7, 2016

That sun --- that bright, familiar southern sun --- welcomes me home this morning.  I need to get outside and enjoy it while I catch up on work I haven't looked at for seven days.  In the guest room with the oil painted roses in their delicate shades of pink, I perch w...

July 8, 2016

They were the last sounds I heard before I came inside from an outdoor yoga session: a familiar whippoorwill, and a bird I couldn't identify, giving a brief twitter, plus the buzzing of cicadas and katydids.

What these creatures say to me is that it...

March 18, 2016

On April 11, I'll be reading poetry aloud at O'Bheal in Cork, southernmost end of Ireland. You can read about O'Bheal here: http://www.obheal.ie/blog/

 

and visit O'Bheal at Facebook here: https://www.facebook.com/obheal.poetry  

 

It seems I'm coming home to th...

March 4, 2016

Back to reality.  Sometimes our dreams and desires in this life carry us away. Those bright hot air balloons over New Mexico sometimes crash and burn, and sometimes people fall.  Sometimes we need our feet on the ground. We should have checked the basket and the wind....

February 27, 2016

 

My wake-up time these days seems to be around 7 a.m., unless I have to go to work.  On work days, I have to be prodded by the alarm clock, and I drag myself out of the bed at 5:30 a.m.  I've stopped doing yoga in the morning since I've been on this early schedule, and...

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