Category Archives: The Un-empiracal

Emerson Burkhart’s Easel

Emerson Burkhart’s Easel the fireflies have returned they whisper to night-crawlers that bathe in the clover after a Monday night shower they warn the worms of carp in the Scioto the fireflies appear again they mumble to the crickets as … Continue reading

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Owed to Sharon Olds

Owed to Sharon Olds I don’t often do poetry. Do you? I write, a poem approaches with a mumble. Mourning doves peck my ears. Tell us, what awakens you? The sound of a feral cat crouching under the forsythia? Cloudy … Continue reading

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Call Me Orpheus. Gettin’ ready for my ferry shuttle across Styx River…WOKE!

Not to be alarmed, dear Reader, I haven’t been diagnosed with any conditions that might preview my  shuffle off this mortal coil sooner rather than later. But…c’mon…it’s imminent, and when I remind myself of this inevitability with each morning awakening, then I … Continue reading

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Leaving the theater after experiencing Nassim Soleimanpour’s WHITE RABBIT RED RABBIT.

I attended a performance Saturday night, WHITE RABBIT RED RABBIT. Perhaps it was a presentation. Or lecture? Some might have called it a play, but I consider that the drama was minimal. A single person, one of Columbus theatre renown, … Continue reading

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November 30, “Lester, December 1,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

                  Lester, December 1  He had been up on his walker just the week before, Thanksgiving, shuffling through the dining room, jones-ing for his TUMS antacid fix instead of turkey. There was … Continue reading

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November 29, “Thirteen Pelicans in Flight,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

Thirteen Pelicans in Flight   above the couple who walk the sandy side of Carolina as the tide leans on Africa. The sea tortoise lies beached in the surf after a century of shrimp and hurricanes. Weathered timbers jut from … Continue reading

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November 28, “Artifacts and Dentistry,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

  Artifacts and Dentistry   Nathan isn’t with you yet, this Wednesday evening of poetry, courtesy of Columbus Recreation & Parks. You politely listen, patiently await reception of any magic image or sound and it occurs that you seldom hear … Continue reading

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