I Am What I Am: a Pride Post

To be clear, I’m not a pride post, I’m just making one. I’ve been (mostly) on a digital break, though I did stipulate on social media that I’d still need to be online a bit for work and poetry. So we can include the blog loosely in the “poetry” category, since that’s our main topic…

Flashback Friday, Overvision

Is Flashback Friday still a thing? Are people still hashtagging this? Or has #ThrowbackThursday stolen the show? What can I say? I like flashing, and my throw is always a little late for whoever is up at bat on Thursday. So here’s a rewind to 2012 when I read my poem, “Overvision,” at Poetry Under…

Friday Bird Flashback with J.J. Audubon

Well, it was still Friday when I started writing this, so I’m just going to keep going like this is a Friday Flashback. The very writing of this post caused a welcome slow-down in my evening. I’ve been getting back into the woods a bit lately (No pun intended on my recent posts about the…

Flashback Friday, Matthew MacFadyen Does Poems

I know, the recent trend is Throwback Thursday, but as a poet, I just cannot do it. Too many other meanings to “throwback.” When I was a kid dad took us fishing, and the fish that were too small got thrown back. I cannot help associate throwbacks with things that are not worth keeping, things…

Friday Flashback, Funeral Blues by W. H. Auden

It’s been a busy week in my part of Penn’s Woods–busy, snowy, icy. And while I’ve had a lot to catch up on I thought it would be a shame to miss the chance at a Friday Flashback on W. H. Auden’s birthday. Auden was a technician, my old mentor would say, a master of…

Friday Flashback, Jon on the Blue Guitar

Last weekend I asked my son Jonathan to bring his guitar with him when he and his younger brother came to stay the weekend. There is something that I cannot quite explain, a feeling of peace and security when the people I love are in the house with me, doing what makes them themselves. The…