First Thoughts on Julie O’Heir
Where do I look for this question that’s glowingWhere do I look for this truthgrin that I know is in the city limitsWhere do I feel that bare vibe whispering around my upper ear My…
Category: Friends
Danielle Mackey
I’ve known Danielle since 2006 when she took a SLU Social Justice class with me after she’d studied abroad in El Salvador, which, it is safe to say, transformed her life. Since then, we’ve spent…
Exploring di Prima
Dear Poet. I finally got my Walt class together… maybe you could join us as a guest speaker at some point, tell us what you thought of him. But if you are indeed interested/curious about…
Neeta and Neil
Neeta Shenai took my Social Justice class at SLU in fall 2005; Neil Munjal did the same in fall 2006. It has been a great pleasure to stay in touch with them as they have…
Share the Wealth with Emma Prince and Laura Weis: The Joys of Archivists
Emma, a certified archivist, founded Backlog after losing a university archives job early on in the pandemic. Before founding Backlog, she applied to 500+ jobs tangentially related to library science. Not ready to leave archives, she founded Backlog to…
Letter/1522
Robert Henri Makes me think of you! You’re a book-openerA soul-opener A seerAn enlightener A listenerA dare-angel A possibility-generatorA disturber of the official line An embodiment of the operative lineOf Love first Thank you for…
Today’s Gratitude
A yogini-friend asked me to study Patanjali’s Yoga Sutras with her. And so we shall…
Morning on the Central Park Lake by Alex Gaynor
Amidst the thunder of the pulsing city, here is a refuge The lake like glass, caressed by the kiss of the gentle breeze Robins chatter above and around, playfully inviting others to this sacred space …
Our Cup Runneth Over
Sunday night 8 May 2022 Dear Mona, I thought I was done sending you poetry after that April Poetry Month binge. But I can’t resist! The following is from Robert Di Yanni’s book, You Are…
Su Tung P’o, Traveling at Night and Looking at the Stars (NPM, 4.25.22)
Heaven high above, the night air chill,ranged stars crowd the sky, all in proper places,big stars darting rays back and forth little stars busy as boiling water.Heaven and humans don’t meddle with one another —what does…