Poetry and About Poetry

You know that saying, “One man’s trash is another man’s treasure” —   link.medium.com/bOWNZGFF90

You know that saying, “One man’s trash is another man’s treasure” —   link.medium.com/bOWNZGFF90

You know that saying, “One man’s trash is another man’s treasure” —   link.medium.com/bOWNZGFF90

Hope to see you at the Evening of Poetry this Thursday at Germanna Community College in Fredericksburg, VA. https://ift.tt/2JcxybQ?

Hope to see you at the Evening of Poetry this Thursday at Germanna Community College in Fredericksburg, VA. https://ift.tt/2JcxybQ?

Hope to see you at the Evening of Poetry this Thursday at Germanna Community College in Fredericksburg, VA. https://www.facebook.com/events/728519690924950/?

Just because your side of the lifeboat is dry while the other side is taking on water doesn’t mean you won’t sink too.

Just because your side of the lifeboat is dry while the other side is taking on water doesn’t mean you won’t sink too.

Just because your side of the lifeboat is dry while the other side is taking on water doesn’t mean you won’t sink too.

My poem “ Mermaids ” is now published on The Voices Project and available to read.

My poem “ Mermaids ” is now published on The Voices Project and available to read.

My poem “ Mermaids ” is now published on The Voices Project and available to read.

My poem " Mermaids " is now published on The Voices Project and available to read.

I have surpassed my 2019 Goodreads challenge of 100 books by reading 101 books!

I have surpassed my 2019 Goodreads challenge of 100 books by reading 101 books!

I have surpassed my 2019 Goodreads challenge of 100 books by reading 101 books!

2001: A Space Odyssey by Arthur C. Clarke My rating: 4 of 5 stars View all my reviews

The Death Notebooks by Anne Sexton My rating: 4 of 5 stars While I have found the Confessional School of poetry to be generally too self-indulgent, Anne Sexton’s “The Death Notebooks” dances a fine line between art and autobiography to crate an experience for the reader that reveals and delights. When confessional poetry fails, I think, it is too specific to the individual, losing gift of great art at speaking tot he universal human experience. Sexton’s work in this volume succeeds here. “Yet waiting to die we are the same thing.” Her struggles with life and faith permeate this collection, remaining unresolved by avoiding pat answers. The old faith seems dried out: You have to polish up the stars with Bab-o and find a new God as the earth empties out into the gnarled hands of the old redeemer. But the Christian dream remains alive in its democracy: We are put there beside the three thieves for the lowest of us all deserve to smile in eternity like a watermelon. Sexton w

The Death Notebooks by Anne Sexton My rating: 4 of 5 stars While I have found the Confessional School of poetry to be generally too self-indulgent, Anne Sexton’s “The Death Notebooks” dances a fine line between art and autobiography to crate an experience for the reader that reveals and delights. When confessional poetry fails, I think, it is too specific to the individual, losing gift of great art at speaking tot he universal human experience. Sexton’s work in this volume succeeds here. “Yet waiting to die we are the same thing.” Her struggles with life and faith permeate this collection, remaining unresolved by avoiding pat answers. The old faith seems dried out: You have to polish up the stars with Bab-o and find a new God as the earth empties out into the gnarled hands of the old redeemer. But the Christian dream remains alive in its democracy: We are put there beside the three thieves for the lowest of us all deserve to smile in eternity like a watermelon. Sexton w

The Death Notebooks by Anne Sexton My rating: 4 of 5 stars While I have found the Confessional School of poetry to be generally too self-indulgent, Anne Sexton’s “The Death Notebooks” dances a fine line between art and autobiography to crate an experience for the reader that reveals and delights. When confessional poetry fails, I think, it is too specific to the individual, losing gift of great art at speaking tot he universal human experience. Sexton’s work in this volume succeeds here. “Yet waiting to die we are the same thing.” Her struggles with life and faith permeate this collection, remaining unresolved by avoiding pat answers. The old faith seems dried out: You have to polish up the stars with Bab-o and find a new God as the earth empties out into the gnarled hands of the old redeemer. But the Christian dream remains alive in its democracy: We are put there beside the three thieves for the lowest of us all deserve to smile in eternity like a watermelon. Sexton writ

The Death Notebooks by Anne Sexton My rating: 4 of 5 stars While I have found the Confessional School of poetry to be generally too self-indulgent, Anne Sexton's "The Death Notebooks" dances a fine line between art and autobiography to crate an experience for the reader that reveals and delights. When confessional poetry fails, I think, it is too specific to the individual, losing gift of great art at speaking tot he universal human experience. Sexton's work in this volume succeeds here. Yet waiting to die we are the same thing. Her struggles with life and faith permeate this collection, remaining unresolved by avoiding pat answers. The old faith seems dried out: You have to polish up the stars with Bab-o and find a new God as the earth empties out into the gnarled hands of the old redeemer. But the Christian dream remains alive in its democracy: We are put there beside the three thieves for the lowest of us all deserve to smile in ete

The Nickel Boys by Colson Whitehead My rating: 4 of 5 stars View all my reviews

Manzano Mountain Review (a literary journal in New Mexico) will publish 2 of my poems in their next issue.

Manzano Mountain Review (a literary journal in New Mexico) will publish 2 of my poems in their next issue.

Manzano Mountain Review (a literary journal in New Mexico) will publish 2 of my poems in their next issue.

Manzano Mountain Review (a literary journal in New Mexico) will publish 2 of my poems in their next issue.

Walking Toward the Sun by Edward Weismiller My rating: 5 of 5 stars What a wonderful surprise, wonderful collection. I must admit my ignorance-I had never heard of Edwar Weismiller, more to my loss. There are so many good poets wriiting. Weismiller died in 2010 and this seems to be his last pubished collection with only 2 others long out of print. Ted Kooser thught so highly of him and listed this poem as exemplery: Sea Horse You might think it would leap the waves in a white fire of foam racing, eyes mad with what might be delight: a runaway, or loosed from a god’s team, galloping in its vast pasture. But this one was the size of a brooch, thin, and red-gold, and still. The children had sent for it from the Atlantic. It arrived by air in a pouch of seawater containing all it needed to sustain life as it crossed the continent. Following instructions we made it a small, nourishing ocean in which it anchored itself upright to a strand of seaweed, and, staring jewel-e

Walking Toward the Sun by Edward Weismiller My rating: 5 of 5 stars What a wonderful surprise, wonderful collection. I must admit my ignorance-I had never heard of Edwar Weismiller, more to my loss. There are so many good poets wriiting. Weismiller died in 2010 and this seems to be his last pubished collection with only 2 others long out of print. Ted Kooser thught so highly of him and listed this poem as exemplery: Sea Horse You might think it would leap the waves in a white fire of foam racing, eyes mad with what might be delight: a runaway, or loosed from a god’s team, galloping in its vast pasture. But this one was the size of a brooch, thin, and red-gold, and still. The children had sent for it from the Atlantic. It arrived by air in a pouch of seawater containing all it needed to sustain life as it crossed the continent. Following instructions we made it a small, nourishing ocean in which it anchored itself upright to a strand of seaweed, and, staring jewel-e

Walking Toward the Sun by Edward Weismiller My rating: 5 of 5 stars What a wonderful surprise, wonderful collection. I must admit my ignorance-I had never heard of Edwar Weismiller, more to my loss. There are so many good poets wriiting. Weismiller died in 2010 and this seems to be his last pubished collection with only 2 others long out of print. Ted Kooser thught so highly of him and listed this poem as exemplery: Sea Horse You might think it would leap the waves in a white fire of foam racing, eyes mad with what might be delight: a runaway, or loosed from a god’s team, galloping in its vast pasture. But this one was the size of a brooch, thin, and red-gold, and still. The children had sent for it from the Atlantic. It arrived by air in a pouch of seawater containing all it needed to sustain life as it crossed the continent. Following instructions we made it a small, nourishing ocean in which it anchored itself upright to a strand of seaweed, and, staring jewel-eyed at n

Walking Toward the Sun by Edward Weismiller My rating: 5 of 5 stars What a wonderful surprise, wonderful collection. I must admit my ignorance-I had never heard of Edwar Weismiller, more to my loss. There are so many good poets wriiting. Weismiller died in 2010 and this seems to be his last pubished collection with only 2 others long out of print. Ted Kooser thught so highly of him and listed this poem as exemplery: Sea Horse You might think it would leap the waves in a white fire of foam racing, eyes mad with what might be delight: a runaway, or loosed from a god’s team, galloping in its vast pasture. But this one was the size of a brooch, thin, and red-gold, and still. The children had sent for it from the Atlantic. It arrived by air in a pouch of seawater containing all it needed to sustain life as it crossed the continent. Following instructions we made it a small, nourishing ocean in which it anchored itself upright to a strand of seaweed, a