There, there, said the parent to the anguished child whose ice cream fell to the gutter. There! There! said the…
There's a move afoot to rename the ten American military bases named for Confederates No more forts named for the…
May the tide carry you out beyond the face of fear. Three poems for Sunday. Yesterday it snowed and I…
To a Sewist extraordinaire, with thanks. This is just to say ... . (Pictures to follow once they have been…
Politics without mercy, demonic world events, power without responsibility, nature takes flight. National Insecurity The Under Secretary leans forward and…
My uncle Lawrence Holford was killed by a Bristol Beaufighter. Maybe two. My father worshipped his older brother Laurie, and…
In an abundance of caution, Density reducing, I stay at home. I keep my social distance Leave bleach and hand…
One thing always leads to another on the intertubes and this particular ravel started with my friend David Nice. David…
These days find me busy clearing and chucking, sorting and sifting, storing and saving. Three truck loads of stuff cleared…
Yeats wrote the poem "The Wild Swans at Coole" (see Game of Swans) in 1916 /17 when he was staying…