I am in here.
The heart of the house. That, and the den, which was on the other side of the bar from the hallway. It was designed to be just like a bar in a tavern in the Virginia of the 1700’s, complete with wooden bars to slide down and lock at night, and complete with the lock … Continue reading the bar room
Thinking of what you all, and lots of others, have been saying to me in comments and on the phone, I came to the sudden conclusion about a minute ago that fear is common. Also that it is common to feel fear when looking back on one’s past. I suppose the fear could have many … Continue reading commonalities of fear
So just how do you go about being a poet? Is it like a job you go to every day, from nine-to-five on the day shift, and collect a sort-of living wage? And then try to forget about it at night with TV and a beer? Because you can’t get back to sleep any other … Continue reading The job of a poet
The Jawa Report: Mother of Casey Sheehan Isn’t Going to Tie Herself Up: I just heard on Fox News’s Dayside during a phone interview with Cindy Sheehan that she isn’t going to be tying herself to the fence of the White House. She didn’t state why and later detailed her “new” plan and that is … Continue reading Oh, darn!
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