Nightclub, by Billy Collins

Read from my place of employment during our last hour on a very slow January night. Well, last night, in fact.

What if Kirk and Spock…

Maybe you already know this song. But I just heard it last night and it cracked me up. I am very happy this week. I had a fantastic time over Christmas with my sons and some time with my family, and one of my dearest friends and I have at last admitted that we are…

A Response to the Cardinal

A friend sent me a link to this article on Facebook and I felt compelled to respond. To put it bluntly, the Cardinal, despite his clarification is still full of crap, and it’s about time I sit down to write a series of essays on faith, the Bible and homosexuality (AFTER this semester). Lord knows…

A Reading for Vince

Alright, sir, for you, I am breaking my rule of not posting my poems online. Well, ok, it’s also fun to get some feedback, so I hope you enjoy this. The poem is printed just below the video. A Response to Billy Collins Kayaking on the Susquehanna, now that’s something I’m quite likely to do,…

Talking About Style with Carl Sandburg

In my renaissance poetry class last week we talked about how mankind really only has so many stories. I mean, we seem to think they are endless, but truly we often tell the same stories over and over. We change the names, a few details, but honestly, there are no new stories to be had….

Palm Readings, Reflections and Projections

Turn Over Your Hand Those lines on your palm, they can be read for a hidden part of your life that only those links can say– nobody’s voice can find so tiny a message as comes across your hand. Forbidden to complain, you have tried to be like somebody else, and only this fine record…