I first set eyes on Carol at the Harwood Art Center, ages ago. She was walking between the rows of poets there for a reading, slowly and deliberately handing out copies of The Rag. I was impressed and wanted to be published by this woman with the lightening-blue eyes.
Jane's conversations and poems bring listeners to a plethora of places, a potpourri of people. Jane's gift of vivid imagery puts us into her shoes, wherever she is standing, whatever she is experiencing. Her personal abundance and incisive wit promise a transportation to other times, other lands, encounters…Continue
I am pleased that poet Tanaya Winder responded to a recent shout out to send me some new stuff, something edgy, risky, or even unfinished. This new draft of the love poem is perfect for a turbulent Valentines week. Tanaya's poem speaks truths about love, and her Ted Talk linked below, about love shared as…Continue
Richard Wolfson is a man with an unusually quiet voice, his words soft as the last edges of sea foam curling up a Santa Monica beach; he writes imagist/etheral poems and does stand-up comedy. The inimitable and honorable poet Tony Hoagland referred to Richard's work as "vaticinal," implying that…Continue
You will be missed, sweet Rhiannon.
It was a beautiful day. Rich had happened on a light-filled room, comfortably filled with family and friends. The singer, the Norse minister who had made bread for us to pass to each…Continue