white pebble

I am in here.

One sun rose on us today, kindled over our shores, peeking over the Smokies, greeting the faces of the Great Lakes, spreading a simple truth across the Great Plains, then charging across the Rockies. One light, waking up rooftops, under each one, a story told by our silent gestures moving behind windows. My face, your […]

Well, not me, yet. But I like to keep tabs on what’s popular here, at least as far as poetry goes. This past week, it’s been the usual: Jacques PrĂ©vert’s Le Cheval Rouge (with handy translation by yours truly) and coming in at a distant second, we have Siegfried Sassoon’s The Death Bed. The latter […]

I’m starting to think that maybe I should have a separate “Moonbat” category. Here’s some starters for it… Cindyisms: If you have been falling behind on your Cindyisms, those gaffes and bon mots coming from the facial orifice of Cindy “I am More Important than the Hurricane” Sheehan, fear not: A whole collection is now […]


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