Poems for Stuart

Two years ago I got the chance to finally meet an old friend face-to-face. Stuart and I had been talking online since the days of the Gay Fatherhood dot-com website that I used to run, even back to when it was an MSN group. Does anyone else remember those MSN groups? I kind of miss…

The Gate, by Marie Howe

Poems for Stuart, Part 1 I had the chance to finally meet and old friend on Sunday. And if that sentence sounds weird, it’s because you probably still haven’t adjusted to living in a century of online organizations and connections. I “met” Stu through the old website I used to run called Gay Fatherhood. Cheesy…

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…

Ross Moyer, Poet, Storyteller and Friend

Originally posted on David J. Bauman:
Ross Moyer, Poet and Story Teller, Journalist Ross, I had barely begun to know you. Almost seven months ago you attended the first Poetry Under the Paintings event in Lewisburg and you have faithfully attended ever since, gracing us each month with  your wit, rhyme, sarcasm and that winking…