Poetry Club Talks…Jane Hirshfield

Touching on these topics, we select three of our favorite poems of Jane’s to discuss.  Join us for an exciting look into the poetry of Jane Hirshfield.

Poetry Club Talks…Jack Straw Poets 2021

https://www.podbean.com/media/share/pb-scnqc-100b396 Topic: Jack Straw Writers 2021 Host: Shannon Poem: “The Yellow Jackets” and “At Trader Joe’s in South Pasadena​” Recorded: April 10, 2021 2021 Jack Straw Poets This week Poetry Club discusses two poems from each of the three Jack Straw 2021 poets, S. Erin Batiste, Patrycja Humienik, and Abi Pollokoff.  Three brilliant and dynamic poets!  FirstContinue reading “Poetry Club Talks…Jack Straw Poets 2021”

Hello Again & Election Predictions

Hello, I’m back.  Did I miss anything? On August 8th I took my blog down while I submitted a collection of poems to publishers for a chapbook publication.  I’m happy to report a lovely digital magazine picked it up.  Well, not the whole collection as submitted.  They selected 6 of the 23 poems in theContinue reading “Hello Again & Election Predictions”


  Comparing CHAZ to Occupy Wallstreet, the Occupation of the Malheur National Wildlife Refuge and the Black Panthers This morning, I felt the need to re-familiarize myself with four protests, each unique, yet, perhaps held a common theme.  So far the first two decades of the  21st Century have exhibited some serious civil outcries.  InContinue reading “Rootbound”

Day 74: Last Day of the Lockdown

“I have not been able to touch the destruction within me. But unless I learn to use the difference between poetry and rhetoric my power too will run corrupt as poisonous mold or lie limp and useless as an unconnected wire and one day I will take my teenaged plug and connect it to theContinue reading “Day 74: Last Day of the Lockdown”


SOCIAL DISTANCING | SOCIAL JUSTICE Video credit: The brief history of racism within the Minnesota police explained by reporter Rachel Maddow, MSNBC.  #GeorgeFloyd This morning my bedroom is dark.  An early morning thunderstorm blocks the sky.  It formed over Seattle, traveled 90 miles to reach Bellingham at 9:12.  It swipes across our landscape as itContinue reading “Day 68: SAY THEIR NAMES”

Poem: Castaway

Rain clouds over Seattle skyline, photo by Christian Bobailla   Castaway by Shannon Laws  I am a yolk inside an egg first light backlit behind mother’s skin Morning glows gently through her Texas accent It’s about to rain in Seattle Clouds dark-gray-pregnant with drops hover over Yesler Way Latin guitars labor heel slaps against slatsContinue reading “Poem: Castaway”

Tuesday Morning

Once in line for the passenger ferry to Seattle, I could hear conversations about the event all around.  Meeting up with two ferry friends, we started to collect stories from each other.  Susan, a regular passenger ferry commuter who worked in the I.T. Department at a hospital downtown, had a cell phone with a news headlines service; it was a newer service at the time and not many people had it.  When she shouted out an update, those immediately around us would hush to listen.  While we waited on that cold dock for the boat to load she shouted out,

Philomena / What Are You?

Just last week I went to see the movie “Philomena” at the Pickford Film Center. Here is what the Internet Movie Data Base writes for the movie’s summary: “When former journalist Martin Sixsmith is dismissed from the Labour Party in disgrace, he is at a loss as to what do. That changes when a youngContinue reading “Philomena / What Are You?”

Chemical Warfare

Last Saturday, September 21st, was the International Day of Peace.  With that said, today’s blog is about two women who hate each other so much, they pass gas whenever they are near each other.  Yes, this story is about farts.  Not just any kind of farts, but farts in the workplace. This is a realContinue reading “Chemical Warfare”