Of My Mother, and of Life, Thirty Years Later

It’s Mother’s Day, and a young poet friend has been three days without his mother. She died suddenly and unexpectedly in her sleep. What can one say, except, “Friend, you are not alone?” I’m thankful that he has many friends and family to look out for him. Eventually, it is my hope, he will feel…

Local News from Someplace Else, Two Readings and a Review

It is always snowing or raining someplace like here while our own windows lie their pretend sunshine on a street somewhat like yours. Whom can we trust when a smiling anchor prophesies the utmost danger around the corner –From the title poem of Local News from Someplace Else, by Marjorie Maddox Please don’t think I’m exaggerating…

Kindness, Bullying and Loss

I have been quiet on the blog this week (though there is much to update), and on Facebook, reduced to just hitting the “like” button. A few years ago, in the early days of dating Brian, he introduced me to one of his very best friends. And so I got to know one of the…

Reginald Shepherd, “How People Disappear”

By special request of Rachel Bunting, Day 27 on Day 29 If you didn’t hear about the work Rachel Bunting has been doing for the Bullycide Project this month, you should check it out. She’s doing a much more important Poetry Month Project than I am. Here I have been just playing in the poetry…