The honesty in that is brilliant. I may just try it with my neighbor Virginia who constantly wants to know who I'm dating, where I am going, where I've been, how much I pay for rent, and why I don't write romance novels instead of poetry.
Potatoes Sprouting
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I panicked when I saw my potatoes sprouting. I cut off the bad spots and
soaked them in cold water overnight in the fridge while I thought of a
plan. The...
On a Budget of Dead Bugs
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… The “hairs” are actually spigots … This is from Spider Silk by Leslie
Brunetta and Catherine L. Craig (2010): No matter where you are at this
moment, you...
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I woke up with a little cold--tiny sore throat, sour mouth, both very
minor, definitely not Covid, not nearly severe enough to cancel class for,
presumab...
Kafka on Friendship and the Art of Reconnection
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Among the paradoxes of friendship is this: All friendships of depth and
durability are based on a profound knowledge of each other, of the soul
beneath the...
The Easy Life on Cruise Control
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Life is so damn easy for me. I don’t have to plan for the future because
Evangelical preachers say Armageddon is coming. Until then, conservative
politici...
Stay away from the pool
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My mother & I were visiting a friend of hers who was living in an apartment
complex that I regarded at the time as positively palatial, what for the
commun...
In Memory of Ed Ochester, Poet & Editor, RIP
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We have asked Ed Ochester (above) to edit our Sunday poetry pages for the
next few months. Here is one of Ed's poems: March of the Penguins The
editor of N...
“In spite of all the learned have said ...”
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Philip Freneau
Philip Freneau (1752-1852) was a journalist and poet in the early years our
country was forming. And, oh, by the way, I once wrote an under...
Jason Tandon
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Born in Hartford, CT in 1975, Jason Tandon is the author of four books of
poetry, including *The Actual World*, *Quality of Life*, and *Give Over the
Hec...
Balance is important in design
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ligula eget dolor. Aenean massa. Cum sociis Theme natoque penatibus et
magnis dis ...
Feeding therapy FINALLY!!
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There is so much to catch up on and yet so little. I have noticed that the
last year has felt like an inward journey and so telling a story hasn’t
fe...
One year gone ...
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*Meeting Mark Mothersbaugh*
Today marks one year as editor of *Fresh Water *for me. Man-o-man, what a
ride it has been. Despite the intensity of the job, o...
I'm still here
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Just posting here to let anyone know (whoever is still dropping by from
time to time) that I still haven't disappeared, I've just been spending
time away f...
2015 Mini Gift Guide
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A mini last-minute gift guide...it's been quite some time since I've
posted. But I love the holidays so much and sharing gifts that I think
would be great ...
In a Landscape - The Playlist
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John Cage, “In a Landscape”
Bob Dylan, “My Back Pages”
Neil Young, “Ambulance Blues”
The Twilight Zone Theme
Babylon 5 Theme
Simon & Garfunkel, “Richard Co...
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I am imagining the look that would be on everyone's faces if I said bye to everyone instead of stopping to talk.
The honesty in that is brilliant. I may just try it with my neighbor Virginia who constantly wants to know who I'm dating, where I am going, where I've been, how much I pay for rent, and why I don't write romance novels instead of poetry.
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