Loose Leaf Notes

Don’t use them for soup! Note:  These whimsical book bowls on display at the Jacksonville’s Center’s Hayloft Gallery gave me a laugh. They were made by my neighbor, woodworker Dennis Ross. Shadow Shot Sunday

1. “I think we’re dealing with two deficits and debts, the financial and the eco-logical. In both cases we’re used to spending much more than we can take it, but it’s far more difficult when you use up your ecological capital because you can’t just make more land or make more clean air and water. […]

My husband Joe and I were lounging in the yard by a patch of creeping periwinkle flowers.  We were enjoying a late breakfast in the unseasonably warm spring morning when the mailman drove up and hand-delivered a package.  For a moment I had forgotten what I ordered from the new Sears Catalog, Amazon.com.  I remembered […]

In the same way a baby puts everything in his mouth to see what is like, I put words on paper. The difference between a poet and a Buddhist is that a poet doesn’t mind suffering. As a poet I think of myself as a nightshift stenographer hired by the muse to take down the […]

The Community Room at the Jacksonville Center for the Arts was transformed into a jazz club Saturday night for the center’s annual Jazz@Jax concert fundraiser.  The jazz ensemble featured (from left to right) Myrick Crampton, Brian Peters (drummer), Tom Artwick, Chris Prokosch and Justin Craig.  You can read the musicians bios and more about the […]

Shadow Shot Sunday

~ The following was published in The Floyd Press on March 22, 20102. Some Floyd residents think Anthony Flaccavento is something to get excited about. During a recent meet-and-greet for the congressional candidate for the 9th District Democratic nomination, one individual remarked, “You’re winning will make people believe in our government again. Citizens need to […]

1. “The jewel center of interest is the eye within the eye. Work from pithy middle eye out, swimming in language.”  Jack Kerocauc 2. “That’s not writing, it’s typing.”  Truman Capote on Jack Kerocauc 3. The E on my computer has worn off from the wear and tear of typing. Its disappearance has spread to […]

Your chickadee and thistle are too big for the frame but they need the protection of glass   I shave off the edges of lavender and green and think of your life cut short   I trim the blue water where your sea turtle floats and remember your hair in matted knots   and you […]

Since I was in a tattoo parlor and it was St. Patrick’s Day, I couldn’t resist confessing my imaginary shamrock tattoo when it was my turn to read.  I was number 6 on a sign up sheet of 16 at the new Spoken Word Open Mic venue, the Floyd Tattoo & Arts Gallery in the […]

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