Ghost Buffalo

Of Fathering and Mothering and Gardening Once upon a time in spring, a little cottage-dwelling in a valley, (where the mountains bring and bring and bring and bring and bring), many a thing set out to pluck a wintering; the little boy and little girl stood up and left their footprints in the gatherings of singing things and greening things and other things born to leave once upon a time, in spring.

We are here to witness the creation and to abet it.   -  Annie Dillard

"Poetry has become sterile, but we can still find realism, humor, and intensity in the satiric impulse."   David Yezzi Yezzi, New Criterion Stabbings, poisonings, and beheadings: A Death Guide to Shakespeare:  E-Verse Radio  Poet, publisher, and friend Paul Stevens has passed on.  His last word to me was, Onward.  A great loss for many of us: Fare thee well, Paul Stevens Joining him, Ruth Prawer Jhabvala: Jhabvala and the great storyteller and wisdom teacher, Chinua Achabe: Chinua

 

Reading modern literary theory, it often occurs to me we've come to confuse feeling and passion for psychological condition. Great Mother of Poetry, forgive me, I have lost all patience for mediocrity. There are more journals than ever, and every one is filled with mediocrity.  I am regularly asked to blurb mediocre books.  And I write my very own mediocre verse. Mediocrity's saving grace: without it, there is is no excellence. Yea, that's the ticket.