Category Archives: Poetry

Poetry month is almost over. In anticipation of that (perhaps), I have apparently won a fiction contest over at Elephant Talk. Today, I return to my alma mater, Ocean City High School, for their poetry day. I’ll be bringing copies … Continue reading →

I Skyped with my sister last night. I said, “So, I’ve been posting poems, old and new, mostly new now, to feed the new blog, you know, but now I’m getting good-anxious for poetry month to be over so I … Continue reading →

It is that time of year when one thinks of getting older, for some reason, and of moving on to the next season & newer stage. My friend Rita is joining the alleyways group this summer as an artist-in-residence, to … Continue reading →

My friend Aubri, who was once a student but who now has become a classmate and even teacher (we have exchanged all of the old titles for new, better-fitting ones), wrote this wonderful poem that she presented at the Creative … Continue reading →

This will be quite the week! Research paper presentations at Stockton! Creative Writing Colloquium! Sigma Kappa Delta Induction/Lunch! Board of Trustees meeting! Poetry Day at O.C. High School! Student Government banquet! Kathy Graber reading at the Noyes on Saturday! One … Continue reading →

It’s Earth Day. And raining. But I am listening to the Tom Waits I picked up yesterday for Record Store Day. And throwing stuff away. And other “stuff,” which should include grading research papers. But isn’t; or hasn’t yet. Last … Continue reading →

I have a lot of “stuff” to do this weekend. Like, most of today will likely be consumed with school work. But the conference yesterday was lovely. My own workshop went well, I thought. I retained all of the audience … Continue reading →

Off to a conference today! I hope to make it back to O.C. in time to hear my friend Carol Plum-Ucci speak at the library in town at 5 P.M. Fingers-crossed for no traffic. [Here is something of a poem-something. … Continue reading →

On Monday, Patrick mentioned that to some extent he has his brother in mind when he’s writing. Kathy said that it is beneficial to have that: an ideal reader. Maybe that is why we do it (write): to find just … Continue reading →

Today, after Stockton, I’m meeting Effie for late-lunch/dinner (Moe’s and Chillaxin’, she says) and then we’re going to the Open House at the college. I need to remember to have lit mags available to distribute. This week is so hectic. … Continue reading →