Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Poetic fragment from old notebook

 . . . and there was a connection to the earth, the night sky, all the stars. There was space beneath trees, under falling leaves, to dream. A day held a river, picnics on the bank. Romance was a thrush, with odes in its breast . . .



(From the book Wilderness & Love)

Friday, September 16, 2011

Poem nominated for Best of the Net 2011

The editors at Thick With Conviction have kindly nominated my poem "The Props at My Funeral" for Best of the Net 2011, a yearly anthology that "continues to promote the diverse and growing collection of voices that are choosing to publish their work online . . ." The poem doesn't stand a chance, but sincere thanks anyway to Arielle Lancaster-LaBrea, Kayla Middlebrook and Kristina Blanton for nominating it.