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Upcoming Readings and Cedar Waxwings
This is one of those hodge podge posts with odds and ends and ends and odds. It’s a rare day that the restaurant is closed and I get to have the day to myself. Happy fourth to those who celebrate it. I am not sure we understand that much about the holiday anymore here in…
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Poetry Readings and Kitty Cat Heaven
This morning I had the pleasure of reading some of my poems at the Joseph Priestley Memorial Chapel in Northumberland, Pennsylvania. The first Sunday of each month the local Unitarian Universalist church holds a service of music and the spoken word, and I was honored to be asked to participate, as well as to read…
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London Got Bombed at Dusk–by Poetry
See on Scoop.it – Poetry On the Sidewalk London was bombed last night, by helicopter, right along the south bank of the Thames. Nobody was hurt, thank heaven, or thank the muses, because it was not explosives, but poems that rained down on the city. Read the whole story in the attached article from the…
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Commas Are Our Friends, and the Difference between With and By
I was talking on my facebook status the other day about how, at least in informal conversation, we seem to be dropping the commas that used to set off a person’s name when he or she is addressed. For instance, Bob, why don’t you use commas like you once did? On Facebook commas for this purpose…
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A Word about Gay Marriage and Religious Rights
My poet friends can read all of the double meaning and irony into that title that they would like. I read a great blog post the other day by James Erich about why states in the U.S. allowing gays to marry was no infringement on anyone’s religious rights. It was so succinctly and logically stated…
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Another Proud Pops Story
That’s what he calls me when he says hello on the phone, or when he hugs me goodbye, “Pops.” Somehow it doesn’t really make me feel old, though he is in the middle of his college career now, making the grades and as always, making me proud. I was never good at sports myself, though…
