No, this is not a picture of Jack Daniels but it is of Jack and Daniel. Jack is the co-founder of The Little River Poetry Festival and Daniel (on the 4-wheeler) is the owner of Floyd’s On the Water Kayaking and Canoeing where the festival took place over the weekend. Look for a story about the […]
The dream of the animal stuck on my head The dream of the woman giving me the finger The dream in which I yell to her “that’s a load of crap” and the one where I call your name out loud and it wakes us both up The dream about dog trainings on how not […]
Shadow Shot Sunday
1. I don’t know how it took me this long to discover antipoetry. 2. “Antipoetry mirrors poetry, not as its adversary but as its perfect compliment … it is as opposite, complete and interdependent as the shape left behind in the fabric where the garment has been cut out,” says Chilean antipoet Nicancor Parra’s anti-translator […]
Each mark is a dream / that tells more than one truth / and believes in the existence / of the next page… Packing a Suitcase for […]
-The following first appeared in The Floyd Press on June, 1, 2017. Virginia’s Blue Ridge Music Festival (VBRMF) presented From Bach to Bluegrass at the Eco-Village on Sunday as part of their festival weekend of classical music events. “We’ve so enjoyed putting the program together. I’m so grateful to my extraordinary colleagues for their artistry […]
Getting Our Feet Wet / Shadow Shot Sunday
There’s a lot of traveling in Packing a Suitcase for the Afterlife, my poetry collection being published by Finishing Line Press, whether it’s back-and-forth between the past and the present, between growing up on the coast of Massachusetts and writing poetry in my kitchen in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia, or between the rich […]
