Sometime in kindergarten or first grade, maybe even sooner, I learned the Mother Goose rhyme designed, at least in my mind, to help me remember how […]
Anniversaries. We have one every year, our anniversary with life, the day we were born. But there are other kinds of anniversaries. Weddings, life milestones, tragic […]
This Thursday, now to take place at Gallery 51, I’ll be participating in the inaugural reading of the PRESS POETRY SERIES. Jason Peabody, the summer associate […]
Today, October 29th, the day I was born. I take liberty with a selection from Vacillation by William Butler Yeats in honor of this day: My forty-second year […]