the trapeze swinger
I love this song.
It's midsummer and I'm standing in line at the airport, waiting for someone to check my bag. I burn my tongue on strong French roast coffee and try to read a letter I found... More »
My silent morning remembers the ferocious fire of our ghost in the growl of dirt to sky lks 5/10/09
Today's my dad's birthday. He's 73. Tomorrow he's having cataract surgery. Naturally I'm a little concerned but it is pretty routine. I'll call him afterwards. He wouldn't hear of my getting a sub and driving... More »
Sometimes I use specific writing prompts with my students to generate ideas and to offer them writing practice. I write when they do, and it's usually steadily for several minutes. I try to offer a... More »
For Otter, as promised. This poem has meant a lot to me over the years. I was trying to recall the "story" that I wanted to tell you all about it, but I can't remember... More »
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r3Emf1e4d_U JT http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=udkaq7odKJo&feature=related Sarah MacLachlan this is a kind of christmas song for me i suppose and reminds me of many things and people. i had a dream with this song in it last night... More »
You Got a Song, Man --for Robert Creeley (1926--2005) You told me the son of Acton's town nurse would never cross the border into Concord, where the Revolution left great houses standing on Main... More »
what brilliance this woman has. an architect of remembrance. http://www.pbs.org/art21/artists/lin/index.html http://www.greatbuildings.com/buildings/Vietnam_Veterans_Memorial.html http://www.achievement.org/autodoc/page/lin0int-1 http://prelectur.stanford.edu/lecturers/lin/ http://www.businessweek.com/2000/00_51/b3712215.htm http://www.earlywomenmasters.net/lin/index.html
The hard brown football shapes of pecans Fall in wooden drifts along The angles of her rooftop, The nutty wedges of amber meat Mouldering as she hears that dull ripe rain Arrive And then diminish... More »