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 Poem Fixed My Ending

Frequently I’ve gotta do all of this work first, and then just wait and listen. I’ve been working on a poem since last Easter. Not unusual. Most of them don’t come quickly. Well, they may start quickly, but they don’t often come all at once. This poem was almost all there, but it had some…

Tuesday Tunes from the Monkey

Since I had a busy Monday, complete with a car that failed to start before an impending Northeastern snow storm, followed by a toothache that turned into a miserable headache, I never got around to making a Music Monday post. But Milton and I were just listening to a cheerier post from one of our…

Saturday Songs of Hope

Lots of changes coming to the blog, starting next week, including podcast plans. Meanwhile, between Brexit woes and the dangerous situation that is American politics right now, I thought we could use two Saturday Songs this week. A double-shot reminder that we should hug someone at least once a day because we’re all in this together. Related…

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…

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…