Mom Hooky
Could this really be happening? Am I really about to start a new book on a Saturday afternoon by an actual swimming pool? Special thanks to the husband and to Elena Ferrante, for writing the most...
View ArticleWhaddaya Think She Eats
The caption reads: “Some female vampires don’t feed off blood.”
View ArticleGradual Rot
Rot is a gradual process. It begins while the fruit is ripe and dangling from the tree. Once it falls, the process is in full, and the fruit must be thrown away or eaten quickly. I have picked...
View ArticleMid-March Motivation
March is one of those months that feels like a thirty-day supply of Wednesdays. All of a sudden it’s March, yes. But then it stays March for such a long time. And, we are only now on day ten. Perhaps...
View ArticleCosmic Lull
The old lives gain Reach forward into my days of mind Their voices crawl Unrushed but sure Recognizable as fingernail On wood Dormant lessons swell like a full lung Breath-held with the grasping Of...
View ArticleThe Good “Moods of the Dream Fog”
As one of the co-founding editors of New Mexico’s “Red Savina Review,” Wendy Gist invests her time in helping other writers share their work and in helping readers access good poems. But, she also...
View ArticleThe Only Thing Better…
…than reading Kazuo Ishiguro’s “The Buried Giant,” is reading it high on Nyquil.
View ArticleComing Soon…
al Talented Miami-based artist Adrian Avila is almost done with this painting, which will accompany a group of poems that I am gathering, polishing, nourishing. More news to follow soon.
View ArticleHemingWeigh
I’m deeply torn on whether I want to cry out in pain or in pure joy at the sight of these workout mats, found in a hotel in Sebring, FL. They are somehow genius, but also offensive to the memory of...
View ArticleIn Favor of Fantasy
Fantasy has it rough. It bears a reputation of being trivial, flashy, adolescent and entertainment-driven. Indeed, some fantasy is. But, such judgement is unfair to good fantasy, which is none of the...
View ArticleLimbs
Scene taken from my chapbookbook “Reverse Commute,” published by Silver Birch Press. Behind, the Sedona skyline.
View ArticleFlight Time
About to go cross country with these two Nobel Laureates sitting on my lap. Someone a few aisles back snores lightly. My hangover has suddenly turned manageable.
View ArticleApril in O’ Miami
April is great-weather-month in Miami, and great weather, of course, leads to lyrical thought. The more so because it happens to be National Poetry Month, and Miamians do it big thanks to the O’ Miami...
View ArticleSpecial Thanks to Red Savina Review
I wanted to send a special shout out to New Mexico’s Red Savina Review and to its co-founding editor Wendy Gist for sharing the publication of my book, mid-life, with their readers. Wendy is a...
View ArticleBaby
You are A long time Coming Now All time is Your time My time is Yours since Before But your Time is Not mine It is yours I get to Watch it Feel how You are not In me But you were There you Grew Into a...
View ArticlePoetry Party
At the top floor of the gorgeous Bacardi Building in Midtown Miami about to indulge in food, drinks and the spoken word. What a stunning end to National Poetry Month. Nicely done O’ Miami Poetry...
View ArticleThings You Save to Write
Three pages into Hemingway’s “The Snows of Kilimanjaro” I encounter the gem above. This is just one of the million reasons why Hemingway is Hemingway: he turns the obvious into a new poem. As most...
View ArticleCastro vs. Coco
The most absurd literary event of the year just occurred. Chanel officially ended the post-Cold War by hosting a fashion show in Cuba. Why is this literary? Because it doesn’t make sense as history....
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