The odd part about the new normal is how a few moments sneak up on you which are just like the old normal. Then you can’t tell if you are at the end of the old normal or beginning of…
Poetry + fiction + photos + other thoughts
Month: July 2020
Sometimes words don’t matter. You can say whatever you want — it goes in one ear and out the other, no matter who you talk to, no matter the topic. Lecture notwithstanding, the words just flutter out into nothingness. Chipmunks…
The minute that businesses started closing or asking employees to work from home, when stay-at-home became the new way to say quarantine, a whole army of motivational gurus began spouting about how we could all take advantage of this “extra”…
Crisis is supposed to bring us together, isn’t it? Or tear us apart? Or fling us off the earth into space? Seems like almost anything is possible, and even otherwise reasonable people are beginning to fray around the edges. Blame…
At a time that has become significant in a way not anticipated, the question of whether poetry can make a difference, and if so, how, seems difficult to answer. But really, the question is not new. There have always been…