11 December 2017: From what I’ve read, the prairie was lost on Charles Dickens. When the old Englander was there (1841), he didn’t praise the tallgrass. He didn’t throw his hands up in adulation. He didn’t once stumble in his boots and mumble: My God. The prairie, to Charles Dickens, was not a scene to … Continue reading A Small Bone to Pick with Charles Dickens
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My Friend, Richard Hugo
4 December 2017: Maybe he was right, the hope of roads goes on… —Richard Hugo, “Reconsidering the Madman” When I think of Richard Hugo, I think, of course, of roads, and Montana, and certain grey areas outside Seattle. I think of movement, the wandering mind and the imagination. For me, Richard Hugo is a particular … Continue reading My Friend, Richard Hugo
The Getting There
27 November 2017: I have been working on a book for the past six years. (It is time—with a sigh—that I confess.) Slowly, in fits and starts, the poor thing has evolved into something I am calling: a memoir in bits and pieces. Snowballing since the winter I quit grad school, this memoir sits, fairly … Continue reading The Getting There
Poetry Comes Up Where It Can
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
Any Cricket on a Porch Rail
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
Why Kansas?
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?
The Idea: A Prologue to the Blog
This is the excerpt for your very first post.






