August 30, 2013 § Leave a comment

Seamus Heaney, Acclaimed Irish Poet, Dies at 74 –

May 1, 2013 § Leave a comment

Innisfree Poetry Bookstore & Cafe

If you wish to be taken seriously…

August 29, 2011 § 2 Comments

If you wish to be taken seriously, do not wander up and down the aisles of DSW with your copy of Trollope tucked in your arm, even if you do intend to buy shoes. That only seems to make it worse.


July 14, 2011 § 1 Comment

My loneliness is an efficient machine. It brings me many things.

awake enough

June 16, 2011 § Leave a comment

Awake, enough, I guess, to write a haiku about not being awake enough.

poem for mornings

August 24, 2010 § 2 Comments

bless the eastern edge of the sky
as it rises from the night
bless the light
as I touch it
bless the dark edges of the face
before me between me
and the sun
bless that which I cannot see
bless what the light keeps from me
and bless its unseen watching


August 23, 2010 § Leave a comment

August —
the buckeye already pale


August 23, 2010 § 1 Comment

Crickets singing at night —
The whine of a motor


August 22, 2010 § 2 Comments

I travel too far in my dreams —
I wake up footsore

mountain watching in Boulder

August 20, 2010 § Leave a comment

Mountains do require a lot of watching.

We have to keep an eye on them. No telling when they could get up and run off after us in our dreams.

Taking turns to hide behind each other so that maybe we won’t see them.

Waiting to jump out and surprise us. Rising up under our feet as if to prove a point that they had been making.


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