Ending up the first week of National Poetry Month, here’s an ars poetica.
Poetry + fiction + photos + other thoughts
Tag: prose poem
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…
There’s a lot of angst floating around the globe these days, so let me set your mind to rest about the above-mentioned heart attack, if nothing else. The Kid Brother had a heart attack a couple of months ago, and…
Not long ago, I was in New Orleans on a business trip. That by itself isn’t so strange. But this trip was unusual in a couple of ways. One of those is that it was a long-ish multi-day trip. Another…
We drove from Ohio to South Dakota for vacation Big Girl had a Real Job this summer, so couldn’t go with us on vacation, which we were sad about. But that’s life–all that growing up stuff has to happen eventually.…