“Ask Me,” William Stafford, River Ice and Aunt Cathy

Brian and I drove an hour south to Harrisburg on Friday for a memorial service to celebrate the life of his beloved Aunt Cathy. Let me tell you that lady lived like she was living her life, present and all in. In a beautiful eulogy her sister recalled how she was not afraid to reinvent…

Christmas Song, Poetry Mash-up #3, Said the Night Wind

There’s a guy at work who writes a “Christmas Poem” every year, and prints it on pretty paper to give to everyone. It’s a nice sentiment, and I think it comes from the heart. Lots of stuff about beautiful memories of days gone by, even those we’ve lost over the years, and wishes of hope…

Why Billy Collins and I Are Not on Speaking Terms Right Now

Why are Billy Collins and I not talking to each other? Well, first of all, he’s gallivanting around Florida, going to poetry festivals in a Hawaiian shirt, like a kid on spring break, while I’m stuck here up north where it was 8 degrees Fahrenheit this Wednesday morning! We’re having a heat wave today, as the mercury is up…