Why not write Because the baby is crying, the bath water runs, lettuce waits to be washed, your toddler yells for you to wipe. Or an old vet phones, please won’t you help? or it's the Good News shelter needing you to scrape the dishes and throw away the trash. There's a bottle, scotch that’ll make your teeth grow hair like weeds sprouted in the garden. Maybe you’re just too polluted or not buzzed enough; all you can think of are butterflies and that’s so … [Read more...]
Spring’s here and my spirit is tossed
Hello friends. Spring is officially here. The calendar tells me so. Today is a cold spring day in Chicago. Lots of art focuses on the renewal of spring as something to celebrate. And usually in spring my spirits are lifted, but sometimes, I experience a moment of missing winter. Not the frigid temps and winds and snows but the mindset of winter. I feel unprepared, like I need a few more days. So that's what inspired me to share "The Enkindled Spring" by D. H. Lawrence. … [Read more...]
Celebrating Fat Tuesday, Observing Lent
Hey there! Let the good times roll! It’s Fat Tuesday. I’m making gumbo and I bought a king cake so we’ll have a little Mardi Gras celebration tonight. Tomorrow is Ash Wednesday. I won’t get ashes. I’m not a practicing Catholic. I do like some of the rituals and practices though. So I plan on observing Lent by giving up Facebook and by limiting my use of plastic (I realize I cannot give it up totally). If you are a FB friend want to contact me before April 21, you can … [Read more...]
Crazy-making devil
Hey there-- Long time no post. Did I tell you I have a small poem ("Rue") on The Remembered Arts site? Here is the link to my little poem about wishes undone. The photograph by Tyler Shaddix is beautiful and perfectly suited to the text. Thanks to The Remembered Arts for featuring my work. For various reasons, as far as writing goes, I have been in a funk. Today on Twitter I found this quote by Franz Kafka and it seemed to sum up my mood these days. "A non-writing … [Read more...]
“I Kid You Not” by Laura Rodley
Hey there! Happy December! I haven’t posted in a while, but then I got this poem from Laura Rodley and I wanted to share it. Peace, love, and solace I Kid You Not The bird whose name he does not know flew smack against his armpit- the beginning of the heart meridian- smack through the car window, bounced to the floor amidst papers and cookie wrappers as though dead, eyes closed, smacked him hard enough for it to hurt, leave a faint … [Read more...]
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