One of us is scouting the Heron. The mist is burning off. The golfers are out in this 30-degree morning. That’s Fahrenheit, y’all. The book is heading to the press. Want to be on top of book release news? Hit that subscribe button, as the kids say, up above there — see it? Reading glasses help… Sneak peek of the cover in the video. And contemplating gardens…
April 18, 2024, “On the Dock”
Spring is for turkeys and fish and turtles and frongs, and we are really going to miss Jesse, but the parting gift is some kind of genius!! No surprises there…
April 11, “Coach Reflects with His Wife on the End of the Season”
Spring. Dog. Birthday. Busyness and its Antidote. A tonic for Coach Cal.
April 4, “The Heron”
A heron poem for our visiting heron, and remembering the day we lost MLK, and then word of the April 1 Poetry Blitz living on in San Antonio. And stuff. And a fine brown dog.
March 28, “Thinking Again of My Daughter”
Birthdays and basketball and manatees, and an old friend with a new book and gearing up for my new book. And Vivi just won’t settle.
March 21, “Scrub Dreams of Taking the Final Shot”
March Madness, poetry news, the Poetry Pyramid Scheme (high time for it!). Grieving. We are grieving.
March 14, “Here In the Time Between”
Ode to Spring, accompanied by saw and hammer. And rain, and lightning, and nearby dog..
March 7, 2024, “The Neighbors”
Lucky in our neighbors. The humans and the cranes. The dog finally shows up. Poem? What poem? Oh! Of Course! This poem:
February 29, “Tinnitus”
The Sentimentalist is still looking for his glasses. The moon is setting behind him. A Leap Year proposition that makes complete sense. (No, really!) Some sage advice. And a trip to the audiologist today, heralded by that brilliant poem.
February 22, “My Brother, A Star”
Another great night with the poetry workshop. Another great morning with the dog. A poetry request from a pal in Pittsburgh. Lots of pruning and the scars to prove it.
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