This poem is not about Ukraine. I’m in a dry season poetically, and trying to retrofit any of my existing poems for the war just doesn’t feel right. This one was originally written for a Poem a Day challenge. We’ll …
A good friend used to work at Ohio University. A few years ago, when I came down for a visit, she mentioned that the university owned a building and property called The Ridges, a former insane asylum. The building itself …
Over the last few weeks my manager and I have been working overtime to make a major writing deadline, leaving me utterly exhausted and stressed. Fortunately, the worst of it is over now, but today’s poem still felt fitting. I …
No particular reason for publishing this poem today, other than that I’m just tired (hence the slight delay in publishing) and haven’t published this one yet. It’s apparently about the uncertainty of moving away from my parents’ home to grad …
I’m in the middle of a massive writing project on a tight deadline—one of the mercifully rare times when I have to work extra hours to meet the deadline. So this week’s poem is just a tiny, relevant haiku I …
Today’s poem comes from the LiveJournal days, but the problem it discusses is ongoing: the tendency to keep stacks and stacks of unread books around (tsundoku is the Japanese word for this, according to memes that go around occasionally). …
Ever since I wrote today’s poem, I’ve gone back and forth about whether or not I ever wanted to publish it. Transgenderism/gender dysphoria/whatever you want to call it is a complex topic, and I don’t believe any adult in particular …
I wrote this to a poetry prompt on “memory.” Not much else to say about it. Alzheimer’s Originally written November 14, 2020 “What time is it, m’dear? Ah—eight o’clock. I’d best be getting Julie off to school.” “Oh Mom, I …
Way back in October (three months ago today, in fact), my friend Kristen painted a gorgeous watercolor and posted it on her Instagram. I made a comment that I wanted a print of it, and she responded by painting a …
Merry Christmas! Peace on Earth Originally written December 24, 2020 How can we say that there is peace on Earth? How can we dare believe that all is well? How can a tiny babe—a virgin birth— Proclaim a better kingdom than …