Driving up the road to the Smithville farmers market,  I wasn’t paying much attention to NPR morning edition until I heard that people in...

I am at the last class in a series of classes that began at the beginning of May. In this month and a half the northern hemisphere has...

Each day the light lasts longer, stretching the day and shifting my sense of how to move through it. Already the memory of winter has...

Each day the light lasts longer, stretching the day and shifting my sense of how to move through it. Already the memory of winter has...

Sunday opened with sun and a range of possibilities; catch up on work, get a project done around the house, close the study door and...

Sunday opened with sun and a range of possibilities; catch up on work, get a project done around the house, close the study door and...

Spinning It is a little over a month since my last piece. In that time the world has turned green, the peonies have opened and gracefully...

Spinning It is a little over a month since my last piece. In that time the world has turned green, the peonies have opened and gracefully...

Outside the day has turned to cold gray rain and spring rolled back to a late winter sky. But oh the light. the light against the tender...

I am pushing against ennui. Trying not to fall toward entropy. Not succumb to the rejection pile: grants and poems, donation asks and...

I am pushing against ennui. Trying not to fall toward entropy. Not succumb to the rejection pile: grants and poems, donation asks and...

We are at the precipice of changing seasons, where both what was and what will come are clear. A balance of days in the wider expanse of...

It is not lying around It is not maintaining one position It is not counting breaths although counting breaths helps to get to a certain...

The outline of the trees reveal themselves, the lighting sky, the barn across the ravine that can only be seen in the winter months when...

I cant help but laugh a bit at the fact that I am in the first full revision of my novel at the same time my actual vision is being...

I am lying on the table in the upstairs surgical suite after hours. My eye is taped open, my other eye covered. I am staring into a...

On Wednesday I will have the first of two eye surgeries. I know it’s only cataracts, a common enough procedure these days. But a little...

This is my first post of 2016. After almost of a month of no entries I wasn’t sure if I would come back to blogging, or if I would leave...

I am sitting in the silent reading room at the library overlooking the main street on a dismal wet gray day. I am thinking it is a gift...

We are moving into the darkness but what I find there is warmth. The fire lit in the evenings, a pot of soup on the stove, a lengthening...