Father: a Poem

This poem was originally written for my dad’s birthday in 2012. It was put to video and given to him as a modern “hand-made” gift. It went through a lot of reworking, editing, and polishing. Then the good folks at San Pedro River Review & Blue Horse Press published it in their Spring 2016 issue: The American…

Poetry Month Then and Now

Last night Rebecca, George, Magda and a small group of library patrons celebrated National Poetry Month by gathering in the reading room at the Osterhout Free Library for Wilkes-Barre’s first Third Friday Art Walk of the season.  Patrons stopped in, some to watch and listen between checking out the historic photographs and paintings on the…

Saturday Song, Sibling Style

I’m trying to concentrate on putting my set list together for tomorrow’s poetry reading, hoping to bring those wonderful, beautiful people from my old home town some words that they haven’t already heard me read before. Of course, I keep finding myself distracted, and the current political climate doesn’t help. So, let’s turn to some…

Music Monday with Eels, Part 2

As I said in Part One, some things you really cannot talk about in detail online. No, seriously, you really can’t. Or more possibly, you can–people often do–but you cannot do it well, so you shouldn’t. We are still catching up to this text and technology thing. It’s marvelous, miraculous. I remember AOL Instant Messenger…