
Monthly Archives: April 2018
Day Twelve, NaPoWriMo
At the Poetry Reading (after Billy Collins) Listening to his poems and to the audience laughing and giving that singular sound of recognition, I wanted someone to read my poems so I could hear that inhalation. After, he took questions. … Continue reading
Day Eleven, NaPoWriMo
Halfway from home we stop, •
the classic diner Continue reading
Day Ten, NaPoWriMo
Yes it was snowing again this morning. The front yard fills up with the early arrivals grounded, bedraggled, doubting themselves, hoping for better. They get more sunflower seeds instead. They scuffle nonchalantly in the April snow, all beaks toward May.
Day Nine, NaPoWriMo
Cars seemed determined to jump in front of me today. Good for them that I’m an attentive driver but my attentiveness will not always overcome the laws of physics. Cars this morning pulling out of driveways. I see them: some … Continue reading
Day 8 NaPoWriMo
I suppose all fifteen year olds want to be closer to god. They’re at the center of things and they have questions as well as all the answers. They go, with confidence, they go looking, sure they’ll find god. Adults … Continue reading