Tag Archives: Minnesota=Beautiful
Once A Poet
I’m stunned. After a – hell, I don’t know- like a ten-year hiatus from writing poems, I actually wrote poetry today. It felt awkward at first, and insubstantial – like flexing the phantom tendons and imaginary bones of a hand … Continue reading
In Which Billy Collins Says All The Things I’m Thinking. Again.
So, my kids are at camp this week, and I’m not getting nearly as much done as I need to be getting done, but that’s the way things tend to go alas (in my defense, we were getting our stairs … Continue reading
Guess what I did today.
I went for a long run here, on the trails of Fort Snelling State Park: Soft, warm dirt under my feet. Birdsong accompanied by the rhythm of worn out shoes on the ground. Bunnies. An owl. Two bald eagles. A … Continue reading

