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Pigs and Blackberries, Remembering Galway Kinnell
I don’t believe in fate, or any sort of mystical, supernatural predetermination of the universe. Sometimes great poets die just when you were becoming really familiar with their work. However, I do remember, back in October, being startled when in the week after we read “Blackberry Eating” at the Cross Keys Poetry Society, Galway Kinnell,…
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Ray Bradbury and Skunk Bear on Pluto
Now that I think of it, that could be a very misleading headline. As far as I know, skunks and bears, or combinations thereof have not been discovered on Pluto. And certainly Ray Bradbury has never been there himself. But hey, there’s a lot of ice! Mountains, snow packs, and yeah, it looks to be…
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These Are Extraordinary Times
The small thought, as I re-post this from my friend Jeremy’s excellent blog, The Sand County, is that anyone who watches this full eulogy and comes away still thinking that our President is not a Christian. . . well, frankly, you people baffle me. Maybe you don’t worship the same way at your church. Maybe you…
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Love Wins, We Win
Every day we say, “It’s been a good day,” is a day someone was murdered somewhere in the world. Does this mean we should not celebrate the joys when they come? In response, here is a bit from Jack Gilbert’s “A Brief for the Defense.” You can listen a somewhat muffled recording I made of…
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Do Not Go Gentle Into That Goodnight
I’ve been doing a little series of “best-of” posts relating to Fatherhood this week. And I’ll be posting a bit more of an original one this week. But I can’t let Fathers Day pass by without sharing this poem again. I talked with my father tonight and our parting words were the same as they…
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Father’s Day Pizza and Poems
Originally posted on David J Bauman: No, there are no commas in that title. It is not a list. Although it could be, now that I think of it. So let’s leave the ambiguity, and the possibility of multiple meaning on the table, shall we? It was Father’s Day on Sunday here in the sunny…
