Several years ago, during the nadir of our accidentally-elected political clown show and just before the pandemic, I found I only wanted to read history and biography. I was trying to understand how we got ourselves in the mess we were clearly in
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Publication News: When It Rains It Pours
Two centos from my draft manuscript, I Am Speechless—“Cusp” and “where late the sweet birds sang”—have been accepted for published in the When It Rains It Pours anthology from Kind of a Hurricane Press…
Found Poem: Gratitude Posts from a Dying Friend
Below is a found poem that was part of a Zoom memorial service celebration for a neighbor during the isolating years of the pandemic. I created it from the amazing trove of gratitude posts my neighbor made over the years before she was diagnosed with terminal pancreatic cancer…
Found Poem: “Genesis, American Style”
In March 2019, Halfway Down the Stairs published my found poem, “Genesis, American Style,” in their All That Glitters edition of their quarterly magazine. The editors noted that this issue was a way to “explore our never-ending resistible urge to pour ourselves out”…
Found Poetry: Sappho in Translation
Found poetry takes words, phrases, and sometimes even entire passages from other sources and recasts them into what I like to think of as the literary equivalent of a collage. My found poem, “So now this autumn,” is made up of lines taken from If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho, translated by…
