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…
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Shaving with Richard Blanco
Unfortunately, that headline is not followed by a photo of Richard Blanco and me draped in bath towels, side-by-side in the mirror and shaving. I’m sorry to disappoint (myself). No, this is supposed to be a more family-friendly post for Global/National Poetry Month. The Monkey and I are doing a project in which we choose…
Friday Love Poem
Proud Papa Moment #7642: The Monkey is reading poems out loud again. He read for us at the launch party for Word Fountain’s winter issue and he read as one of the only two readers to participate in the open mic portion of a local coffee shop’s guest poet visit in his hometown of Lock…
Have I Introduced You to the Other Poet in the Family?
Yes, I have three sons. One is the Compassionate Scholar. The second is the Bohemian Musician. And the youngest is the Irascible Writer. Each is different, and each possess a killer, nearly subversive sense of humor. Alas, I cannot fathom its origin. For the moment, only the writer has a WordPress blog (that I know…
Proud Father Post #497
While I have been told by a certain brother of mine(whom I love, despite his naivete) that my liking “every single post” Monkey Prodigy makes is a threat to his credibility, I must point out that someone’s son has been writing some awesome poetry and doing some excellent writing about writing over on his blog…
Monkeys and Fortune Cookies
Several of you seemed to enjoy the fortune cookie poem yesterday, thank you, and so I dug deeper for an old poem I hadn’t read in a while. Everyone loves to add the words “in bed” to the end of their fortunes, but when my youngest was quite little we had a game of making…
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