An Englishman Never Ventures Far Without Certain Necessities
—Nor should you, insists the ad for British Airways. Yes, an Englishman, like his brother the American, Finn, Serbo-Croat, Tajik, […]
Poems, Teachers, Tributes
Teachers
Poems, Teachers, Tributes
Being a Good Man
I’m sick of lugging this satchel of bones from office to woods, alphabetizing each knuckle, burying hip joint or femur.
Poems, Teachers, Tributes
The Existential Self
Once in a while an owl barks above the black bog, and I turn another page of a big book
Poems, Teachers, Tributes
Unwise Purchases
They sit around in the house Not doing much of anything: the boxed set Of the complete works of Verdi,
Poems, Teachers, Tributes
Revisiting My Vita
Life should be a novel, not a resume. —Dave Toomey I’m trying to get the years to justify along the