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We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program To Write About Joy As A Form of Resistance

I’ve been recording little instagram videos of myself, mostly to promote my various music projects, records coming out, shows coming up, that sort of thing. I’ll do or say something silly for about 30 seconds and then I’ll conclude with some announcement about the music. The other day, though, I recorded a video in whichContinue reading “We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program To Write About Joy As A Form of Resistance”

We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program to Talk About Usernames and Passwords and Thanksgiving

I’m on the studio computer a couple of days before Thanksgiving while my wife is entertaining a friend upstairs in the living room, and in an effort to be courteous but wanting still to make progress on the music listening/writing project, I decide to listen to music in the basement and record my experience inContinue reading “We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program to Talk About Usernames and Passwords and Thanksgiving”

#522: An “Epic” Poem in Response to the Proust Questionnaire

I don’t know that this makes a good poem, but it did, I think, have therapeutic value. Know thyself. That’s what Socrates says, anyway. It’s a big job, it turns out. I am outside on a clear day; in woods, or by water, birdsong everywhere, music and good drink, with someonewho loves me, or inContinue reading “#522: An “Epic” Poem in Response to the Proust Questionnaire”

The Book I Read: The Trouble With Men, Indeed

In this fourth month of 2019 I am making good on two of my new year’s resolutions, one, to write more, and two, to read more. I begin this endeavor by writing a poem every day for a month, while simultaneously writing more about what I’m reading more. Let’s start with this. For me, thereContinue reading “The Book I Read: The Trouble With Men, Indeed”

#285: A Poem Against Nothing

During meditation practice today I wrote some words and phrases on two notecards in response to the following three meditative prompts: Nothing, Form, and Intention. As a writer, I live in the world of specificity, concrete detail, or in ideas expressed explicitly and with clarity. Sometimes I struggle with some of the more esoteric aspectsContinue reading “#285: A Poem Against Nothing”