Bard and Prose

04/07/2022

Yet another new poetry release received a standing ovation and the poet is heralded as the “voice of a generation.”

Yet another new poetry release received a standing ovation and the poet is heralded as the "voice of a generation."

02/07/2022

Bathe in that city of yours/In its eternal darkness, and rotted fruit vines/The juice, or blood, draining itself out of you…

Bathe in that city of yours In its eternal darkness, and rotted fruit vines The juice, or blood, draining itself out of you…

30/06/2022

a woman walks down the street
the day hot, the day long, 6pm,
and full of rush

a woman walks down the street the day hot, the day long, 6pm, and full of rush

26/06/2022

I am nobody.
Walking through the false tears
of sand,

I am nobody. Walking through the false tears of sand,

20/06/2022

After breaking bread together,
men gather where we have for decades.

After breaking bread together,/ men gather where we have for decades.

19/06/2022

It is the madeleine that gives him away.
Well, that and the silk cravat
pinned like a butterfly to his stiff white collar.

It is the madeleine that gives him away./ Well, that and the silk cravat/ pinned like a butterfly to his stiff white collar.

13/06/2022

ladder drapes
bruised, scarred,
and charred,

ladder drapes bruised, scarred, and charred,

12/06/2022

There is a strange beauty
in the slow loss of sight,
for there is a progressive
transition, a discovery

There is a strange beauty in the slow loss of sight, for there is a progressive

09/06/2022

Jane Austen and Jane Kenyon call to me from
my shelves. I muse on an ordered life where people
behave properly, but where the fabric of nature
reflects dark secrets inside, lifts my sorrows,
reasons with my angry confusion, smiles at me.

Jane Austen and Jane Kenyon call to me from my shelves. I muse on an ordered life where people

07/06/2022

There's something special about true stories today. But what, and why now?

There's something special about true stories today. But what and why now?

07/06/2022

The vault opens itself at dawn.
The calyx of an Arctic alpine forget-me-not reopens
for an enchanting glory of the sunshiny dreams,
because of the eternally august poem,
that reads lenient and benignant.

The vault opens itself at dawn. The calyx of an Arctic alpine forget-me-not reopens

06/06/2022

Sunrise came today, like
revolution—instinctual,
universal—leaving the remnants
of saltwater floes no cover...

Sunrise came today, like revolution—instinctual, universal—leaving the remnants of saltwater floes no cover the gashed bed of the waned sea overtly entombs the sea salt, eternal ions bonded; leaving you to at least believe the Frigatebird may plunge across azure skies in a shimmering school, a m...

06/06/2022

In the 19th-century, poetry was used as a means of self-expression and exploration of the inner self. Many poets of this era were influenced by a new literary and philosophical movement called Transcendentalism.

In the 19th-century, poetry was used as a means of self-expression and exploration of the inner self. Many poets of this era were influenced by a new literary and philosophical movement called Transcendentalism. The movement valued intuition and individual experience over reason and logic and affirm...

05/06/2022

In 1979 Molly and I moved across the country for the second time, from San Diego California to Arlington Virginia, as I took a job at the University of Maryland.

In 1979 Molly and I moved across the country for the second time, from San Diego California to Arlington Virginia, as I took a job at the University of Maryland. An immediate benefit was international travel, when I was assigned to teach classes on a U.S. Army base in Japan. We stayed more than two

03/06/2022