It’s February 12, Abraham Lincoln’s birthday, but somehow it seems cheesy to say “Happy Lincoln’s Birthday” so I’ll begin by saying I hope this is a fine day for you. Here in Chicago, which is a cold white world, the days have been blending together, especially since I have spent so many days inside, doing a lot of nothing. I get lost on the Internet, which is where I read Dana Garling’s post “How to Survive Mercury in Retrograde.” I am not a big believer in astrology but … [Read more...]
Transported
Since the previous post is about After Hours, I thought it appropriate to post a poem of mine that was published by Al DeGenova and P. Hertel in After Hours in 2002. Transported Riding home from the orthodontist on the crowded Lawrence Avenue bus, my body swaying to its stops and lurches, holding the sweaty metal pole, I stood before an old man, his gray cement eyes set on me so I smiled, imagining I was brightening his … [Read more...]