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Resolutions in Metaphor and Song, with Mary Cigarettes
I recently posted “Bootcamp for the Broken Hearted” by the magical master of music and metaphor, Mary Cigarettes. And I was delighted to see that one little post from a couple of weeks ago got 40 Facebook shares. That’s wonderful! But not nearly enough, because frankly the world needs more Mary. It really does, especially…
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A Question from Joseph Gordon-Levit and Zooey D.
There are a lot of wonderful versions of this song out there, including Harry Connick Jr.’s, the first one I ever heard. But it’s one of those songs that have been around for a while and have been performed by everyone from Barbara Streisand to Ella Fitzgerald. There is even this delightful duet between Rufus Wainwright…
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I chose life
Originally posted on Colinology: The universe is thirteen billion years old, and it will go on – most likely – for thousands and millions of billions of years. In all the time that was, and in all the time that ever will be, there will never be another me. For one hundred years, born from…
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Miracle on Front Street
Originally posted on The Monkey Prodigy: Yeah, this particular post has not much to due with this man. Sorry. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) The great poet Walt Whitman, I’m sure you heard of him, knew nothing but miracles…and that’s the reason he didn’t know what grass was. But tonight we have everyone gathered around at my…
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Final Christmas Song, Poetry Mash-up: Kindness
I hope that like me you have been having such a lovely Christmas, full of friends and people who love you, so that you’ve been unable to spend much time online. If not, I wish you peace, my friend, and a better year ahead. Lord knows that 2013 was awful in so many ways, and…
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Christmas Song, Poetry Mash-up #3, Said the Night Wind
There’s a guy at work who writes a “Christmas Poem” every year, and prints it on pretty paper to give to everyone. It’s a nice sentiment, and I think it comes from the heart. Lots of stuff about beautiful memories of days gone by, even those we’ve lost over the years, and wishes of hope…
