Fairfield (not far from Freezeout Lake)
Fairfield “A guy I used to know — he taught me all about the sky.” Humphrey Bogart in High Sierra I wanted it depressed, one dusty road and two cafés both with ‘help wanted’ signs. Where I ate, the waitress was too in love with the cook for the things I wanted to say. The […]
Why I’m Here
This reminded me of the story of how my grandparents met. There is a certain degree of randomness in all of our lives. Little choices that add up to the path one takes, even without realizing. “The tiny god of probability that brought us here.” Why I’m Here Because my mother was on a date […]
On being brave
I recently attended a poetry reading as part of the Montana Festival of the Book. To be honest, the poet I most wanted to see, a former professor of mine, wasn’t there and initially I felt sort of disappointed. I am so penurious with my time lately – I feel like I have so little […]
Last smells of summer
Citronella Moonlight blank newsprint across the lawn, Three-quarters moon, give or take, empty notebook, no wind. When it’s over it’s over, Cloud crossing moon, half-clear sky, then candle-sputter, shadow-crawl. Well, that’s a couple of miles down the road, he said to himself, Watching the moonlight lacquer and mat. Surely a mile and then some, Watching […]
30 Days of Creativity: Day 15
I really loved today’s Writer’s Almanac poem, so I thought I’d share it here. You can also sign up to receive their poems in your inbox or their podcast in your iTunes. This World is Not My Home by Charles Wright The more you say, the more mistakes you’ll make, so keep it simple. […]
30 Days of Creativity: Day 8
Kinda missed my deadline on this one. Spent most of the evening facilitating others’ creativity (and at times my own) via a board meeting at the arts education center I work with – fueling the creativity machine in one way or another! I was thinking yesterday about the little ways we insert creativity into our […]
High Grass Prairie
Say something warm. Hello. The world was full of harm until this wind placated grass and put the fish to rest. And wave hello. Someone may be out there riding undulating light our way. Wherever we live, we sleep here where cattle sleep beside the full canal. We slept here young in poems. The canal […]
The Signature Mark of Autumn
Garrison Keillor is in town tonight, and though I’m not going to hear him perform, his coming reminded me that I haven’t read through the wonderfully diverse offerings of The Writer’s Almanac in a while. This poem particularly caught my eye, continuing with the autumn theme. The Signature Mark of Autumn The signature mark of […]
The Dream Keeper
Bring me all of your dreams, You dreamers, Bring me all of your Heart melodies That I may wrap them In a blue cloud-cloth Away from the too-rough fingers Of the world. –Langston Hughes I’ve always loved this poem. I got this collection from one of those Scholastic book sales in elementary school.
spring is here!
i thank You God for most this amazing day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes (i who have died am alive again today, and this is the sun’s birthday; this is the birth day of life […]
I like writing, photography, reading, music, design, typography, paper products, days in the seventies and sparkly snow, Spanish wine and cans of PBR. I spent a year in Córdoba, Spain, working as a 
