Category: Pennsylvania
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Unhappy Wedding, PUP and Personality
Warning, this may be one of those “Ends and Odds” posts of mine which are all over the map. Sort of just taking a fatherly, intellectual, spiritual, poetic dump. Um, yeah. I would bet that somewhere there is a blogging tutorial which instructs writers to never begin a post with a warning and apology, and…
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Of Mists and Mellow Fruitfulness
The other day I was reading the blog of a fellow citizen of Penn’s Woods, Walt Franklin of Rivertop Rambles. I’m not a fly fisherman, but watching those guys on slate run years ago, taking a break from hiking the Black Forest trail, well, there was something Zen or maybe Taoist about it, how they…
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Submissions and Rejections
I have solid proof that I have been once again submitting my poetry for publication; I have received my first rejection email! Whoo hoo! This truly is exciting. It at least proves I did something, even though the rejection was pretty standard, no personalized information, I take comfort in knowing that I was acknowledged, if nothing…
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Another Proud Pops Post
I’ve talked a lot here on the Dad Poet blog about how proud my sons make me. But I hope you’ll indulge me in another proud pops post. Pops, that’s what Jo, my oldest calls me. “Does it make you feel old?” he asks. “Yes,” I reply. “Seriously?” “No, not really. I kinda like it.”…
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Pennsylvania Poets Gather to Read Poems at the State Capitol | witf.org
I mentioned in a recent post our trip to Harrisburg, Pennsylvania’s capitol. Three of us were interviewed for the upcoming October 11th reading at the Capitol Building, and segments of the interview have started to air on WITF. Cary Burkett has also done a wonderful write up for the Arts & Culture section of their…
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The Dike at Dusk, a Birthday Walk in Color and Shadow
Due to various reasons the boys and I had to wait until Sunday to celebrate the anniversary of the old man’s leap from Grandma’s womb. I know, it’s a startling image, but that’s how it happened. I tried to leap back but mom wasn’t having any of that. I was cooking and doing my own…
