Poetry is not my only interest. If you have visited my other blog, Help Heal the World, you know that I fret about the way we use and abuse resources. I’ve written a book of poems about our shaky relationship with what we eat, The Great Hunger. I compiled a reading list of books about…

Lately I have been working on a series of poems to memorialize a long-lost loved one. Given the rich store of memories I have of this person, the poems start easily. Sometimes they develop and end easily. That’s not good. Poems that please me are not easily written. Most often I get a good start…

I heard a great variety of poems last evening at the Third Thursday open mic at Ziggi’s in Westminster, CO. We had people read whom we have not heard from in quite a while. Sheryl Luna did a great feature slot, and I heard something that tickled those synapses in my brain that recognize a…

Last evening at Cannon Mine Coffee in Lafayette, we talked about the tribal aspects of poetry. Maybe we speak a dialect that only insiders can fully understand? Given the small audience that most poets attract, we might as well speak Latin or some other unknown and esoteric tongue. And then there are those who would make…