Mud & Lotus

A week ago I attended a writing workshop at the Omega Institute with Lynda Barry, called “Writing the Unthinkable.” It was a powerful and t...

This poem pushed itself on me while I was meditating (or trying to meditate). It has the form of a children's book -- the questions chi...

Something by Frank O'Hara , who grew up in the town in which my father now lives, Grafton, Massachusetts -- not far from where I grew u...

In truth, Basho isn't my favorite haiku poet, but I like this one. It goes with my painting. a cuckoo'...

Is a difficult truth beautifully expressed made less difficult? Or, hearing it expressed beautifully, can we begin to accept it as the trut...

Hymnus Ad Patrem Sinensis by Philip Whalen I praise those ancient Chinamen Who left me a few words, Usually a pointless joke or a sill...

One of my favorite blogs (by one of my favorite people) features "Poetry Friday." I'm following suit. Here is one by lucille c...