The Fabled Cliché

Never say a good or a bad egg.However, if there is an egg involveddo not ever assume it is an … More

Will

Will, more than ample to move your miraculous pen forward, versing out divine lines like lightning striking, always looking ahead … More

Students writing their PhD dissertations, that gobstruck time, wandering like zombies, as though they’ve been whacked on the head with … More

I’ve been worrying about something with increasing distress. Yesterday, after I wrote a poem about walking to lose Covid weight … More

I was sitting at the Tahitian Lānai piano barwith the actual Surgeon General of the United States,on vacation here in … More

So you’re sitting in a room with a blank piece of paper or a blank screen in front of you. … More

pretend you knew where you were goingand now you’ve run into usso follow along the silent spaces we speak in … More

The more I drinkthe higher the cigarette butts pile up in the ashtraythe more I think . . . That … More

May the insignia of the light they cast substantiate me,driving my aim for words written to convey everythingI can glean, … More