-
Recent Posts
Recent Comments
- Mark Holland on Board Games
- Dale Hobson on Board Games
- Scott Barton on Board Games
- David Duff on Board Games
- Paul Davison on Light in Other Windows
Categories
Archives
- January 2023
- December 2022
- November 2022
- October 2022
- September 2022
- August 2022
- July 2022
- June 2022
- May 2022
- April 2022
- March 2022
- January 2022
- September 2021
- July 2021
- May 2021
- April 2021
- March 2021
- February 2021
- December 2020
- November 2020
- October 2020
- September 2020
- August 2020
- June 2020
- April 2020
- February 2020
- November 2019
- September 2019
- August 2019
- July 2019
- May 2019
- November 2018
- September 2018
- June 2018
- May 2018
- January 2018
- November 2017
- August 2017
- June 2017
- May 2017
- April 2017
- March 2017
- January 2017
- December 2016
- November 2016
- October 2016
- May 2016
- February 2016
- September 2015
- July 2015
- May 2015
- November 2014
- August 2014
- February 2013
- July 2012
- January 2012
- December 2011
- October 2011
- September 2011
- August 2011
- July 2011
- June 2011
- May 2011
Giving Voice: Poets perform and discuss
Meta
Category Archives: The Other Village
Looking at Light
In the last few years, objective circumstances have not been particularly joyful, and yet joy breaks through regardless. That is because joy has nothing to do with circumstance. Looking at Light All my earliest memories are of trauma, a bare … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, The Other Village
Leave a comment
Getting Burned
It’s a natural response to gawk at disaster, smashed cars, burning houses, crime-scene tape going up by the flashing lights of police cars. As Thurgood Marshall said, “I love peace, but I adore a riot.” And it’s true, right up until … Continue reading
Posted in In current ms., Poetry, The Other Village
2 Comments
Famous Cars of the North Country
Anyone who started their driving career in the North Country herded a lot of junk from the ‘60s and ‘70s. Unless they had family money or a clandestine pharmaceutical business, rusted-out death traps were the only wheels on offer for … Continue reading
Posted in In current ms., Poetry, The Other Village
2 Comments
After a Windy Night
Insomnia gives one the chance to explore again all those guilts and anxieties that never seem to come to resolution, to go away or even fade. There’s a whole jukebox full of worries in the brain, and a windy night … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, The Other Village
Leave a comment
A North Country Guy’s Guide to North Country Guys
Another poem boiled down from one of my Listening Post columns. While it is not necessarily 100% true, it is certainly truth-adjacent, as many long-suffering North Country women can attest. A North Country Guy’s Guide to North Country Guys A newcomer to … Continue reading
Posted in In current ms., Poetry, The Other Village
4 Comments
Hobson’s Choice
I’ve been kind of obsessed this spring and summer with how many sunny days have been made gorgeous by flotillas of high cumulus clouds. It is as if the overly-rosy memories of summers long past have been made manifest. Those … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, The Other Village
1 Comment
Driving at Night
My night vision is getting too poor to enjoy this form of meditation from the driver’s seat, but there is a special form of peace to be had running down a smooth empty highway in the middle of the night. … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, The Other Village
2 Comments
Knotweed
Japanese knotweed, or Japonica, is a nearly unkillable invasive ornamental that will fight it out with the cockroaches and rats for control of the post-apocalyptic wasteland, I predict. Or maybe I’m just sore from all the digging. Knotweed In early … Continue reading
Posted in In current ms., Poetry, The Other Village
2 Comments
Concerning the Cricket
The summer has gotten away from me. Between travel and a stupefying bout of Covid, I have not been able to write, or at least not well. I returned to my vast archive of Listening Post essays, looking for a … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, The Other Village
Leave a comment
Elders on Sunday
Somehow I never managed to share this poem from “Light Year” on Facebook or in this blog. I come back to it now because it is central to the themes of my work-in-progress, “The Other Village,” a volume of poetry … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, The Other Village
2 Comments