20 November 2017: Admittedly, I am not on the cutting edge of the literary world. I can’t keep up. And—besides my daily glance at The Poetry Foundation’s website—I do not try. It seems there is no word for “time” in my reading world. There is no yesterday or tomorrow. There is no then or now … Continue reading Poetry Comes Up Where It Can →

13 November 2017: “Stuff your eyes with wonder,” Ray Bradbury says in Zen in the Art of Writing. “Live as if you’d drop dead in seconds. See the world.” Wise words. But how do I use that kind of sense practically? How do I heed the call? How do I see the world? Of course, … Continue reading Any Cricket on a Porch Rail →

11 November 2017: I try to keep things straight. The blue lines of my notebooks help. Sometimes I let a word have a whole line to itself—just to see what it will do. Only certain words, say, like ocean or evening. Sometimes I make a list of words down the left side of a page—grey, … Continue reading Why Kansas? →

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