Summer’s End

If these seasonal posts prove anything, it’s that I have a penchant for poetry. For others’ poetry, I’m saying.  Oh, I’ve dabbled in the art.  Even written a scant handful of poems I like, and a couple I’m actually proud of. But I’m a blatherer.  When I write, it’s at length.  I pack my sentences … Read more Summer’s End


In Lieu of a Hug

Marking the heart of the harvest season (in this hemisphere, at least), the autumn equinox should be our Thanksgiving holiday.  That’s my contention, anyway.  Apples, grapes, blackberries, beans, ‘taters-precious, summer barley all ripe for picking and reaping . . . lots to be grateful for. This is also when the Wheel turns to the dark … Read more In Lieu of a Hug


From the Heart

Kansas City, Missouri lies smack-dab in the middle of the contiguous United States. Well, technically, “smack dab” is about two miles northwest of Lebanon, Kansas.  The spot is commemorated by a small stone monument and plaque, and noted by the town of Lebanon in quintessential, low-key Midwestern style. KCMO is 260 miles/418 km southeast of … Read more From the Heart


On a Personal Note

With a Kremlin puppet poised to move into the White House, with our beleaguered social and environmental protections already falling to the incipient Fourth Reich, with an empowered extreme-Right attacking vulnerable populations in Congress and state legislatures, and with white supremacists celebrating the demise of the only values that gave America a legitimate claim to greatness … Read more On a Personal Note


No soy poeta

In a post a while back, I lauded the advent of the word-processor as a boon to the literary arts.  It was certainly a boon to my personal literary endeavors.  For me, writing and typing go hand-in-glove; having developed my composition skills in the digital realm, writing sans WP gets me nowhere. Except when I’m … Read more No soy poeta