As we know the tRump misadministration has - for reasons of its own - declared New York City to be…
What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man, You cannot say,…
While T.S.Eliot was skulking about in green face powder, Gertrude Stein was communing with Cubists and inventing linguistic collage. And…
It takes a lot of time to be a genius, you have to sit around so much doing nothing, really…
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…
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…
It's a late afternoon on a winter Saturday of my childhood. And that means the big Ferguson radio - the…
Decomposition I have a picture I took in Bombay of a beggar asleep on the pavement: grey-haired, wearing shorts and…
I love this poem by Hans Magnus Enzensberger. It's a commentary on the fact that - even in the darkest…
There's a drainage ditch runs alongside the rail trail where we often take our morning stroll. It runs with water…