Hopefully you are enjoying National Poetry Month. Today, another visit from our hawk friend. You Know Who You Are When you’re the Hawk-On-The-House there’s no hurry. Not atop a roof which still smells of the same new shingles your whole…
Sometimes characters crop up in multiple poems. Hawk-On-The-House is one of those. Also Sisyphus and a few other mythical folk. I thought there were–maybe–a couple of poems featuring Hawk-On-The-House. However, while reviewing some drafts I realized there are actually quite…
Sometimes you run across a fragment of a photo. Maybe in a thrift shop, maybe in your old photo album, maybe something that belonged to a family member. I suppose, now that photography has gone mostly digital, this won’t happen…
January doesn’t always start out gloomy, does it? It’s the only month of the year that has a built in “fresh slate” feel to it. With New Year resolutions, new-year-clean-slate, and all that jazzed-up positive energy, January ought to never…
When even a minimalist work seems to be alive, full of motion…well, that’s how Reclining Woman and Guitarist, 1959, Pablo Picasso, linocut on paper, strikes me. You can see it in Ohio’s Akron Museum, if it is on display while…
