I’ve drifted to sleep this week to Ken Burns, The Civil War. The photos gave me pause. We killed each other well, we did. On a somewhat related note, this is our National Poetry Month, and this is a brief note on a poem. Christmas Bells was a Civil War …
Have Read (Seen, Listened To, Will Miss), Friday
It’s that time again, and as inconsistent as this Friday event is I’m sure you are thinking…. WTF. Yes, WTF. The only acronym that should have been added to the Oxford English Dictionary and it wasn’t. I have seen the blue ocean of Central America in March and I will …
Please Don’t Sing Me Just Because You Can
It was quarter after one, I was all alone (rewriting a proposition), and taking surreptitious peeks at The Grammy Awards. I’d recorded them earlier in the evening. This award show is the most entertaining of all the awards shows only in that there is always hope of great performance. A …





