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In memory of a dear friend who's birthday would have been today. You died too young and you're missed every single day. You were a...

I was going to post about raulsalinas, who died a few days ago and reference some of his marvelous Chicanindio poetry but I remembered that ...

My apologies for the delayed round-up. As indicated in the previous post, I was crazed getting ready for the Annie Awards, the animation in...

I found this and thought it was lovely. The round up is over at Karen Edmenstein's shockingly clever blog . On Speaking French after Tw...

It's been raining here in Eagle Rock for days off and on, but last night it never stopped and is still going strong. Great torrents and...

I recently broke down and bought a Blackberry and now wonder what I ever did without it. One of my favorite things to do on the busride hom...

It's the last Poetry Friday of the year and I've found an amazing poem on the nature of belief on Writer’s Almanac today. It moved...

On December 12th, at 2a.m. I was out at Placita Olvera (Olvera Street) dancing barefoot on the cold ground along with many, many others to ...

Poetry Friday is here and with it my last feature of a Robert’s Snow snowflake and artist. These weeks have been a tremendous feast of visu...

Today is the birthday of Dylan Marlais Thomas, one of my favorite poets. In My Craft or Sullen Art In my craft or sullen art Exercised in t...

Robert's Snow was founded by children's book illustrator Grace Lin and her husband Robert as a fundraiser to benefit Dana-Farber C...

Once again it is Poetry Friday and this week the round up is over at Two Writing Teachers . Thanks for hosting! My contribution this week i...

Poetry Friday is here! I feel like that needs to be shouted off rooftops this week for some reason. Could it be that I've been complet...

A little story tells a tale of flowers and song , while Life longs for itself through a father's eyes and a daughter's memories. A s...

A long time ago, another lifetime really, I was sitting in an Irish pub called Fado in Atlanta with the man I'd fall in love with over s...

One of the things I love most about poets is their ability to see the beauty in what seems to be the most mundane things. A great poet can ...

For this week's Poetry Friday I offer an old and dear favorite, The Lady of Shallot . I've always loved this poem and was thrilled ...

Yay! It’s Poetry Friday and I get to share another one of my favorite poems. I’ve always loved anything by Edna St. Vincent Millay and tod...

Today I awoke feeling wistful and when I feel wistful I always think of the Garcia Lorca poem Romance Sonambula . It's so evocative and...

Well it's late on a Friday night, but I'm doing it. Adding my two cents into the Poetry Friday ring. It's Aiden's 2nd birt...