Blog-aholic Award

Thank you to Feisty Froggy at Dewey Hop for nominating me for this award. Here’s a bit more about it:

The Blog-aholic Award” is an award for bloggers addicted to blogging with creative, ingenious and inspiring posts. They mesmerize their followers with their posts, keep them captivated and riveted to their blog. The Blog-aholic Award is also for bloggers who “Share and Inspire Others!” – Esme,  The Recipe Hunter (Cook & Enjoy) , who originated the award.

I don’t do awards, so this will be my version of participation – thank you messages.

I am grateful and pleased that Feisty Froggy thinks of me in this way, and I’d like to return the admiration. Her blog features a journey through the library, following the Dewey Decimal system. She reads books in each category, reviews them, and offers other insights. I’ve read several books she mentioned, ones I never would have noticed on my own, and I enjoyed myself and learned things.

As a library lover myself, Feisty Froggy is a kindred spirit and I am glad to have met her. Thank you.

As for Esme at The Recipe Hunter, I don’t have as long an association, but I do enjoy what I’ve seen so far. Recipes and for some very tasty-looking dishes. Thank you.

One reason I don’t do awards is that I can’t choose among the so many blogs that have made a difference to me. I will take this time to say thank you to all of you, as well.

Happy Reading! Happy Writing! Happy Sharing, Blog Friends!


Bless Me

From Spring Cleaning, a poetry collection published in 2015.

Bless Me

Old man in the grocery store parking lot.
Trunk of his car open.
He is bent
nearly double
to set his grocery bags in it. Stands up
hits his head on the open-not-high-enough
and swears

mail art postcard, 2013.

Installment Plan Poetry Marathon, Week 15

You may be familiar with my Poetry Marathons – I’ve done them since winter, 2015. I take a week, several times a year, and devote it to poetry – writing, editing, all poetry-related activities.

This year, in addition to scheduling the regular long versions, I have decided to do one segment of a Marathon each week. Two to three hours set aside for poetry, outside my regular life. It’s called the Installment Plan Poetry Marathon.

For more background information, look here. And if you want to read previous posts in this series, search this blog under the term Installment Plan Poetry Marathon 2017.

On Tuesday, April 11, I was back at my desk on the 3rd floor of Logue Library, Chestnut Hill College, and glad to be there, having missed it last week. I’m here earlier in the week than usual because the school goes on Easter vacation on Thursday. I feel much better, my cold well on the way to finishing itself up, and we have a truly lovely day, weather-wise.


Makes me feel more like writing. So, I got things arranged at my desk. No coat hanging off the chair today.


Then I took a walk around the floor. The idea of photographing the books, looking for details and some different perspectives, came to mind, so I carried my camera along. Every book has elements in common – they are made to a pattern well-tested, aren’t they – but each one has its own cover, colors, size…and copies of the same book have their own wear and quirks, due to the separate lives they have led. It’s interesting to think of each book as having a life, isn’t it?


Then I got down to work. First writing, then looking over last week’s poems – the usual pattern. Today I’d rate my work about average – nothing done that I thought: work of genius! On the other hand, I’ve learned that nothing makes much sense directly after you write it. You have to let it sit a while. That’s my word of wisdom for today. So, let’s see what I make of things when I get back to these poems next week.

Let the light shine on those thoughts again next week and see what we get, right?



All right, here are a couple of selections from today.

I have always really liked dandelions and there are a lot of them around this time of year.

Walking along the side of the road
where the dandelions
thrive in the mixed-size gravel
splotches of yellow that set themselves
inches from the asphalt
I’d step in the road so as not to
crush any one of them
if it weren’t so full of traffic
As it is I hop among the green islands
my feet pinching a spiky leaf here and there
but never the blossoms they surround
I reach the intersection
where the sidewalk begins
but I’m still walking
the yellow and green

And here is one more:

hello mystery
life is a fast cruise
with some hard rules
down a river
that’s always got a bend
putting the next tie-up spot
out of sight
no matter where you start from
while from
every report you get
conditions downstream
there is no smooth ride
the word comes through a radio
full of static. Like we
have not
heard all of this before.

Until next week…

The camera caught me as I photographed the underside of a shelf.

Snippets and Grudges

From January and February, 2017.

Escape Pod Emulation for Claudia McGill

Hi everyone, I’m featured in an escape pod here today. Peek in the window if you would like…

Dragonscale Clippings

Today I’m extending a warm welcome to artist Claudia McGill. Claudia is the second artist I’ve interviewed as part of my Escape Pod Emulation series!
What would YOU take with you in an Escape Pod? Here are Claudia’s five items …
The card game Izzi. Endless variations, challenging, and yet very calming to play.
My pens and sketchbooks, which I keep in one small bag, ready to grab up at any time.
My favorite house plan book, Authentic Small Houses of the Twenties: Illustrations and Floor Plans of 254 Characteristic Homes (edited by Robert Jones), which is a reproduction of a catalog containing plans for small houses for people on a budget. Floor plans are like candy to me and I never get tired of looking at this book.
A copy of either The Terrorists or The Laughing Policeman, by Maj Sjowall/Per Wahloo, whichever comes to hand first. I love…

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Awkward Relationship

From Spring Cleaning, a poetry collection published in 2015.

Awkward Relationship

The neighbor’s garage.
The center of a universe of junk
just a whole lot of junk. The kind
that I could describe but it’s
the kind of stuff you’ve seen before
The kind that takes a lot of time
to accumulate and arrange.
So I won’t describe it but I will tell you
the garage is a gem of a place with a slate roof
and the nicest scallop-patterned stucco on its walls
and deserves its place at the center of the universe
maybe not this one.

Garage, Allentown, PA, 2006.