Round and Round 2015 seems like an amplified version of 2014 don’t you think? Except this year we had the added entertainment of an American Presidential race, promotional “stuff” for another Star Wars movie a la Disney, Kim’s booty and the Pope’s world tour to distract us. Finally, sick of the violence and injustice,Continue reading “Christmas Letter 2015”
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Poem: Peek-A-Boo
~For Danny & Ethan That one time we learned if we stopped seeing something—it was really gone. Then that other time when we discover that was a lie. Let me teach you peek-a-boo cover your eyes I’m gone. Uncover I’m back. How strange to be gone in a minute! A man signs aContinue reading “Poem: Peek-A-Boo”
Event: Poetry Night
Click HERE to listen You’re invited~ Last December I was on the Poetry Night calendar as a featured poet, but out-of-town family stuff spirited me away at the last moment. Poetry Night, in all it’s grace, has allowed me a “make-up” event. Hope to see you all there! Thank you Poetry Night staff, SPLContinue reading “Event: Poetry Night”
Event: Three Poetry Host
You’re invited… My new poetry book, Odd Little Things, will officially launch September 6, 2014 at Village Books, 4-5:00. Please join me and my two poet-sisters, Carla Shafer and Erica Reed as we share our poetry. Books will be available for purchase and sign at the event. Three’s COMPANY I asked Carla and EricaContinue reading “Event: Three Poetry Host”
Poetry: Robert Lashley
“Boards occupy a space between the mind and the construction of the temporal. Cadences.” R.Lashley Robert Lashley Robert Lashley Robert Lashley Lace covered lamp shade winks As you walk toward the mic Ceiling fan squeaks approval of your presence Coffee shop poets snap anticipation As your hand finds your poem In a notebook of poemsContinue reading “Poetry: Robert Lashley”
Poetry: Perhaps
It’s Monday and a great day for art and poetry! Every Monday night is Poetry Night open mic in downtown Bellingham. Last week Robert gave out a prompt that I couldn’t resist: What should be done with your body upon your death. All week I’ve been thinking about this. What writer doesn’t enjoy writing orContinue reading “Poetry: Perhaps”
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