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    Blogging since December 2005

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    wordless

    by  • April 11, 2016 • durham, poetry • 4 Comments

    cocoa cinnamon

    I spent the first ten days of April back in Durham, doing some book things, some cookies business, and seeing good friends in a place that feels like home to me. In the process, I haven’t kept my promises to write each day during April. Here is my defense. wordless I know I’ve been...

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    window

    by  • April 4, 2016 • durham, hope, poetry • 2 Comments

    light

    window the late afternoon light is the color of gratitude wouldn’t you say as the shadows grow longer and the coming chill pulls us closer what else is there but thank you Peace, Milton

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    question

    by  • April 3, 2016 • baseball, grief, poetry • 4 Comments

    image

    question It”s Opening Day . . . (well, the Red Sox start tomorrow) I have moved from coffee shop to brewery trying to catch the metaphor. Is it as simple as the pitcher misses the strike zone, the catcher misses the tag, and I miss my mother, who has been gone half a season...

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    suspended animation

    by  • April 2, 2016 • change, durham, poetry • 1 Comment

    free fall

    I had every intention of using National Poetry Writing Month as an impetus to keep me writing regularly during April, and then I spent the day traveling yesterday and missed Day One. So, I will begin my quest on Day Two. suspended animation I’m sitting at a shared table late on a Saturday morning...

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    perspective

    by  • March 28, 2016 • easter, grief, hope, poetry • 2 Comments

    daffodils

    perspective the daffodils bow their heads in the early morning rain without explanation, on this day after resurrection. I am left to find resonance in both reverence of redemption and the weight of the water. the raindrops hang like tears on the window, or tiny jewels, depending on where I am. my coffee cup...

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    lenten journal: blank

    by  • March 25, 2016 • hope, lenten journal • 1 Comment

    blank

    I started a new train book on the way to work this morning: Maps of the Imagination: The Writer as Cartographer by Peter Turchi. The book, as the title suggests, uses cartography as an extended metaphor for writing. As the train worked its way to New Haven this morning, Turchi was talking about the...

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    lenten journal: comedy

    by  • March 23, 2016 • faith, lenten journal, poetry • 2 Comments

    comedy

    under the alleluias I once heard a comedian say the only way to get to the jokes that mattered was to push through the easy stuff, the sophomoric double entendres, the terrible puns, and get past the low-hanging fruit of the obvious and only then can you begin to discover great comedy. I don’t...

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