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Poetry, story, podcasts and the power of telling (and listening)

I’m not alone in this: Serial turned me on to podcasts. I wasn’t entirely new to them, but it had been years since I’d listened… so many years, in fact, that despite having iPhone after iPhone, I’d never downloaded any onto that device. 1,044 more words

Poetry & Writing

James Taylor At Tanglewood on the Fourth of July

The great James Taylor was superb, as always, at Tanglewood, MA, on the Fourth of July. My wife Patricia Smith and I took the photos.

Exhaustion is so worth it.

This past weekend we at Damfino Press, Sarah, Lea and I, held our first 2-day workshop at the Barred Owl Retreat in Leicester, Massachusetts. It is an amazingly beautiful space, inside and out. 200 more words

They Romp with Wooly Canines, by Patricia Smith

and spy whole lifetimes on the undersides of leaves.
Jazz intrudes, stank clogging that neat procession
of lush and flutter. His eyes, siphoned and dimming, 145 more words


"I will write as long as I breathe"

     Admire Patricia Smith first for her poetry.

     Here is one that I’m particularly fond of: 13 Ways of Looking At 13, found at Gwarlingo.  It’s a compulsively readable narrative–don’t shy away from it because of its sharp content and length–it will  likely draw you in and make you not want it to end: 408 more words


Shoulda Been Jimi Savannah, by Patricia Smith

My mother scraped the name Patricia Ann from the ruins
of her discarded Delta, thinking it would offer me shield
and shelter, that leering men would skulk away at the slap… 374 more words


How the Writing Partnership with My Wife, the Poet Patricia Smith, Really Works

 The following originally appeared on the Buried Under Books blog:

It’s been nearly two years since Mikaila, our adventurous teenager, moved out of our house in Howell, NJ, to study at a little liberal arts college that lies between the snow-capped Sierra Nevada Mountains and the cobalt-blue waters of Lake Tahoe. 1,353 more words