A Dream Deferred, and a retreat (not deferred)

When I took Langston Hughes to work for Take Your Poet to Work Day, I did not post excerpts from his best-known poem, "Harlem." It's the one that begins, "What happens to a dream deferred?" I’ve been thinking about that last line — “Or does it … [Read more]


Langston joins me for coffee and poetry. I do not believe he likes George Strait, my musical morning Muse. "Why not jazz?" he asks. "I'll turn on jazz later, when I'm editing. It helps me untangle sentences," I tell him. "Hmph," he says. … [Read more]

Take Your Poet to Work Day, July 16

First we took our daughters to work, then our children, then our dogs. Last year the good folks at Tweetspeak Poetry instituted a new holiday: Take Your Poet to Work Day. (If you're on Twitter, you can follow along at #poettowork.) I printed my … [Read more]

Annie Dillard’s “The Writing Life”

Yesterday afternoon I sat by the city pool, under a live oak tree, and reread most of Annie Dillard's "The Writing Life." As someone who is at the hard stage of writing a book, her words rang more true than when I first read them 10 years … [Read more]

30 June 2014

Polo and Clover wish to say they neither endorse nor approve these poems   although   yes they are true   Clover and Polo invite you to come over sometime so they can tell their own poems on me. … [Read more]

29 June 2014

Blue of morning and Tokie's out. He's hardly ever out, like Darlin', when she got old. Different bird today---one serious about her song. Clover and Polo are serious about sleep. They sleep on the dog bed, in the grass, on the porch, on … [Read more]

Michelle DeRusha’s “Spiritual Misfit”

Today I'm over at Michelle DeRusha's place, heartily endorsing her new memoir, "Spiritual Misfit." Because there's room for all of us birds to perch.   … [Read more]

23 June 2014

Clover Learns to Drive First day of summer, almost 16, my son and I leave the house at sundown to practice night-driving.   “Can we take Clover?” She loves short car rides. “Sure.”   From the backseat, Clover takes … [Read more]

20 June 2014

When we were away the dog bed relocated from my daughter's room (where it only belonged to Polo) to the living room, where she and Clover share. Polo curled tight like a snail. Clover puffing out her long hair to seem as big as … [Read more]

18 June 2014

Unhooking Clover from her leash I realize the fresh air fluffs off the odor of dead fish   Where would she find a fish?   There are no lakes, no streams, no ocean nearby only a dried-up river   Perhaps a fish … [Read more]