So, when my son Jude was growing up, I took him to lots of concerts, early on, and always had music going in the house and car. But I never really wanted to push my guitar “thing” on him, since of course, he’s to be his own man. I did keep him going on pianoContinue reading “Passing It On”
Joy Harjo is the current and first poet in residence at the Dylan Center, but her artistic cred goes much deeper and wider, having just finished three terms as the 23rd Poet Laureate of the United States (2019-22) – the first Native American to hold this honor. She is also a Tulsa resident and citizenContinue reading “Poet Warriors”
So you know, people have to process the pandemic and the ups and downs of life in their own way and I realize sometimes it’s good to vent for the sake of it, as well. But for me, it helps to have perspective. I’m reading this new Buster Keaton biography “Camera Man” by Dana StevensContinue reading “Perspective and the Camerman”
Recently I went down to St. Petersburg Florida to visit my son at college, which was great. We hung out a bit, but he also had school stuff to do, so I one day I rambled around on my own. It reminded me of my road days. Meaning, I’d often have blocks of time toContinue reading “The Weedon Tortoise”
New poem out, thanks to the fine folks at Feminine Collective for the post/publication. This one is called “Jazz,” but you know it’s about more than that. Read on and enjoy!