I have poet friends who hate poems about writing poetry and I think that’s all right, they can go ahead and hate that, but poets will continue to write poems about writing poetry until the cows come home and even after the cows come home because cows don’t give a shit, I mean they understand thatContinue reading “#257: What’s Hidden In This Poem”
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#247: An Elegy for Spring Break
Goodbye to you, a week’s worth of mostly rain with a stretch of dry weather at the end, taunting us, forcing me out into the garage on Sunday night to fire up the grill. Even if I had nothing to cook, and even if it had continued to rain, I would have fired it up anyway, outContinue reading “#247: An Elegy for Spring Break”
#246: A Recipe
A Recipe Mix together in a bowl the following invisible things: Ad no alcohol, zero grains, absolutely no sugar, no beans, no milk, butter, or cream, and no other artificial anything. I have a bad feeling about this. Someone in the house wants to go healthy and I have agreed to play along. The partContinue reading “#246: A Recipe”
#245: The First Poem Written at the End of Spring Break
Here we go, full steam ahead, into my fourth consecutive year of celebrating National Poetry Month by writing a poem on every single day of April. If you are new to these parts, you might be wondering about the number in the title, in this particular case, #245. I’ve participated so far in three years of napowrimoContinue reading “#245: The First Poem Written at the End of Spring Break”
#244: On Listening to Students Talk about Seamus Heaney’s Poetry
Over three days I listened to 24 young people talk for 20 minutes a piece about literature, and 10 of those 20 minutes were dedicated to speaking about a single poem by Seamus Heaney. Most of them did fine work, but I couldn’t help recognize and remember and then start to record particular phrases or beginnings thatContinue reading “#244: On Listening to Students Talk about Seamus Heaney’s Poetry”
#243: A Poem Composed on a Word Processor about Writing by Hand
I read recently that handwriting is better for the brain than typing, what we call in this information age “word processing.” It’s better, handwriting, because the task is more physical, therefore more complex, therefore more memorable, theref more meaningful. Did you notice how I truncated “therefore” on purpose so that I could end the lineContinue reading “#243: A Poem Composed on a Word Processor about Writing by Hand”
#242: Flamingos in a Deluge
I promise: this poem is only about weather and the pink flamingos drowning in the back yard. Old Man Winter fought tooth and nail against warming: 10 days of school shutdown over four different storms and a fifth one predicted to be on the way. I’m tired of it, as are the pink flamingos, sinking back thereContinue reading “#242: Flamingos in a Deluge”
#241: Stones
What I thought was Donald Trump turned out to be kidney stones. I did the research, and among the listed causes for stones, Trump was nowhere to be found. Stress, however, can indirectly lead to poor health choices that might lead to stones. I admit, I am stressed, have spent more time worrying about the fateContinue reading “#241: Stones”
#24o: Afterinaugurationmath
The day after my media fast, I binged on media, mostly on pictures and stories of women, women holding signs saying things like, You can’t have my rights, I’m using them; This is my resisting bitch face; So bad, even introverts are here; I came here to knit sweaters and punch nazis and I’m all out ofContinue reading “#24o: Afterinaugurationmath”
#239: 24 Hours, No Facebook, No News Redux (Inauguration Day, 2017)
It’s inauguration day and I have once again sworn off Facebook and any internet news or television media for 24 hours. All I know is that my son watched the thing in his 5th grade classroom today and he said some kids and his teacher were crying. He and a friend, he said, were angry and felt thatContinue reading “#239: 24 Hours, No Facebook, No News Redux (Inauguration Day, 2017)”
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