This weekend it was so beautiful outside, the first really nice day we had in quite a while. We just decided to take a drive and see some stuff. You know those days?
My poetry has changed and evolved as my life has.
Some poems, despite being really old, still seem current to me. I’m in a different place, my readers are in a different place, but yet the poems remain popular and even gain a new audience.
When I’m putting together a poetry book, I typically take a group of poems and then start cutting… I toss aside poems that I don’t feel are to be published (not everything you write should be published) or ones I don’t feel are me, or ones I just don’t feel are very good.
I’ve been playing a lot with my art lately.
Many years ago, I was going through old poems that I’d finally kept. Up until the time I was about thirty, I destroyed everything I wrote.
For the last couple of weeks I’ve been putting the final touches on my latest poetry book, Angel Toughness. I am so excited about this book.
I’m tired today. It’s been a long week and I feel it, and it shows.
I often view life as a march, one foot in front of the other while people around you either cheer or tell you that you’ll never make it. Some folks point out things like your lack of college degree or the fact that you’ve made some mistakes.
It’s a chilly, rainy day here and it’s also National Poetry Day. That prompts me to share a poem I wrote about waking up to a day like this. I find rainy days oddly comforting, so much so that I play rain sounds all day when I’m working as a way to get my mind […]
One of my most popular poems over the years has been “Read the Label,” a poem I wrote long, long ago and published in my first book, The Difference Now.
I love watching the robins appear in spring. Such a hopeful sign, and the way they hop about the yard and collect items for their nests intrigues me as well.