I have the thing with Nora Ephron. I hold her close to my bed in place of a year-round four-leaf clover, ever since she published : “I Remember Nothing.”

It hits you right in the face: You too? Thank you, thank you.

The thing is, the title jumped atRead full post »

JUNE 27, 2012 10:22AM

Non-for-profit Clowns

 

I got this e-mail today from the Clowns of America who first wanted to have me as a regular free subscriber, no strings attached. And now, after a few lessons on behaviorism, and having me hooked on the color of  their voice and the cow lick of their hair,… Read full post »

It all started with me chairing the Art in Bloom 2012, the annual fundraiser for the Art Museum at the University of Kentucky. The event in February revolves around floral designers who come to interpret pieces of art from the museum collection with flowers.  Getting prepared for the event put m… Read full post »

JUNE 6, 2012 11:42PM

Her Colors

Her Colors

Under the glowing orange

The sky separated into stripes of

pink and purple we watched  over jagged arugula

Peppered with red and yellow beet

Slices, ancient and circled like sequoias.

“She does it for me. She paints it for me… Read full post »

MAY 30, 2012 8:46AM

Open Letter To Stephen Colbert

Dear Mr. Colbert,

What a beautiful graduation gift you equipped me with. I can’t thank you enough. Your book I AM A POLE (AND SO CAN YOU) was a big hit at the graduation party I hosted for poles apart.

Despite it being a surprise , they both arrived… Read full post »

MAY 29, 2012 8:02PM

A Single Rose

A single rose is stretching

Straight and tall in a rose bed.

A warm strawberry pink. Flower

So long it should be measured

In furlong. Standing unflinched

Slender and solo, she slightly bends

Toward her rosy friends. A Beauty

Unshaken ,studded with thorns

Between two ends.

MAY 4, 2012 3:05PM

Saving My Sage Advice

I stand in front of a shelf at the supermarket looking at rows of cans with tomato paste, and cannot decide which one is the right kind for my tomato soup.  How do I know the red can with a bramble of leafy vines is the thing for me? Is it… Read full post »

APRIL 27, 2012 6:47PM

May I Have a Car With This Dress?

 

My daughter Paula sent me a text on my phone, “ help me choose a prom dress,”…It was a small victory for the mother. Here you go, I thought triumphantly: you, who were too cool to… then started typing typical grouch mother stuff, “I told you so, why did you… Read full post »

APRIL 11, 2012 1:42PM

Inversion

There is a trap underneath your sunny weather condition.

It’s a sweet nature direct intervention

Meteorologists like to call inversion.

An euphemism, for sure, when you think of

Lapislazulean sky that stretches above your head

And leaks into snow-capped mountain peaks

While the cold airRead full post »

APRIL 8, 2012 12:58AM

Judas VS Jonas

You will deny me three times

Before the rooster crows.

Each time with oblivion

And nonrecognition. The position

You choose to protect your own 

Interests: invested in yourself,

for yourself, by yourself, until a bigger

Fish swallows you too. Like right now,

I hear you in the belly of your replac… Read full post »

APRIL 3, 2012 10:50AM

The End of Ski Season Blues

If you want to impress me

Caress me with a triple diamond.

Guide me to the butte

Take me down the chute,

Meet me at the colouir

With the hanging rock above

And the Northern Star below.

Be my Picabo Street or Tom Moe

And when I take a long… Read full post »

MARCH 29, 2012 6:08PM

Bad Dream

I woke up from a nightmare. It is an easy recipe. You go to a good-old Mexican place for dinner and order a crisp tortilla that looks like a tropical island finished with refried pinto beans, onions, and jalapeños, that you wash  down with a house margarita on the rocks. It… Read full post »

MARCH 23, 2012 4:41PM

St. Patrick Day in West Liberty

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MARCH 14, 2012 10:08PM

A Spoonful of Water

                     A Spoonful of Water

 

We will never know what she meant when she said,

“I’d drown you in a spoonful of water.”

Did she really mean harm?

Did she have in… Read full post »

Titanettes, female fauna,

naked as the rumbling of barrels.

They roost in trampled beds,

asleep, with mouth agape, ready to crow.

Their pupils have fled into flesh

and sound the glandular depths

from which yeast seeps into their blood.

 

Daughters of the Baroque. Dough

thickens in throughs, bath… Read full post »

FEBRUARY 15, 2012 2:09PM

"True Love" by Wislawa Szymborska

 
True Love

True love. Is it normal
is it serious, is it practical?
What does the world get from two people
who exist in a world of their own?

Placed on the same pedestal for no good reason,
drawn randomly from millions but convinced
it had to happen this way -
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“We smoke the last cigarette and drank the last coffee,” said Michal Rusinek this morning,when asked about if he had a chance to say goodbye to Wislawa Szymborska.

A Polish poet and the Nobel Prize Winner died yesterday evening in Krakow at the age of 88. Michal Rusinek has been a pr… Read full post »

JANUARY 27, 2012 1:12PM

Canal Street

     

He leans against an elevator.

A fascinator for a day.

They chat about the weather.

The overcast and winter storm.

He checks her whereabouts and

Where is destination.

The fifteenth floor. Voila.

An elevator folds inside

And fills… Read full post »

JANUARY 14, 2012 12:20PM

Nikky Finney Shoes

Nikky Finney’s newest book of poems: “Head Off and Split” swept the poetry world, and landed the poetess on the cover of Poetry Magazine. It was even before the National Book Award for Finney made it official. Being a literary celebrity has it perks, which means you talk to the poet… Read full post »

JANUARY 9, 2012 6:22PM

Little Dancer Aged Fourteen

Little Dancer Aged Fourteen.
Right foot spooned sideway, in first
Position, ready for her ballet routine.
Arms stretched out to the back
Fingers woven like a wicker basket
A satin green ribbon below her neck.
A linen bodice buttoned down
To gauzy tutu, somewhat antiquated,
Above it… Read full post »
DECEMBER 29, 2011 5:26PM

Zen Christmas

Christmas has been a whiz this year. It went by with the puff of wind like an express train: one carriage at a time. The train never stopped as I stood in a daze under a canopy of a terminal roof clutching a bag of wishes in one… Read full post »
DECEMBER 19, 2011 6:47AM

Georgia Boy

 

The Georgia Boy basking in B

Found a Bee -wrapped--box under the tree.

A bevvy of opportunity.

Red ribbon sealed the clean slate creation

When Santa Clause paid for his education

And though  the North Pole is equally cold spot

It sure can… Read full post »

When Polish pilot, Tadeusz Wrona landed Boeing 627 on its belly on 11/01/11 at the Okecie Airport in Warsaw, without much fuss or traction-reducing foam, I let out a sigh of relief, then applauded, with due admiration. The adage was coined instantly: Fly like an Eagle, land like Wrona. The… Read full post »

DECEMBER 3, 2011 12:17PM

A Flour Baby Week

While the country was on a shopping spree Black Friday to Cyber Monday, Paula, yellow pad and pencil in hand, spent the weekend making a budget for the baby she’d carry to school and care for this week. Two weeks -- to be exact. It’s a flour baby season… Read full post »

NOVEMBER 25, 2011 8:30AM

Thankful for

 Bart came home for Thanksgiving on the Amtrak train wearing a sign on the cardboard paper “Justice for Student Loans.”  He said he’d met an interesting girl on the train, who sat next to him and was well equipped for the late night talking with a traveling size bottle of… Read full post »