I’m one of those people that doesn’t like structured “fun” and particularly not the “lifeboat exercise” Maybe you know the exercise I mean. It’s been around more or less as long as team building exercises have been a subcategory of…
Yesterday rain, today snow, tomorrow, who knows? The Mississippi River at a gauge in New Orleans stood at 16.79 feet this afternoon. Flood stage is 17 feet. If you’ve been watching flooding around the US and have a good grasp…
A poem of wakefulness – sort of Insomnia? Stubbornness? A sort of private vigil in which one remains awake long after sleep should have come? Hard to say. But that is the subject of this week’s poem, Vigil. This week’s…
Harbor Park – along the waterfront in Charleston South Carolina–specifically Charleston–is the setting for this week’s poem, but that’s a bit of trivia, since you don’t need to know it for the poem. Below is a picture of part of…
Did you miss poems about Sisyphus? Yes, the guy forever rolling the stone uphill. One of the reasons the myth of Sisyphus is so enduring (says me) is that it parallels our understanding that sometimes things have consequences that can’t…
