Whether or not it’s an epic, the story I’m telling is certainly a bildungsroman. The speaker, a freshman in college, is attempting to become a…
I covet the single-mindedness of animals. Bears like Mink aren’t alone in their mysterious ability to orient themselves homeward from unfamiliar faraway places. On spring…
Several years ago I was taking a walk on a dark winter’s evening and hit upon the idea to write about the assassinations, mainly those…
Granite State’s odyssey began in a library in Massachusetts where I had just finished reading Mark Irwin’s poem “The Human Pageant” (The Massachusetts Review). I…
I like poems about food, and I like poems about movies. I also think poets should write about their favorite things, and two of my…
Early middle age seems pathetic until you’re there, so now that I’m there, I couldn’t help but reassess Weiland through that lens. At the time,…
“My hometown of York, Pennsylvania is no exception to the crisis of drug overdose deaths. A dear friend, who stayed in my hometown while I…
“All Over Again” was written about three months after my father passed. I was visiting a friend in Mississippi on a property that contained an…
The earliest version of “Deliverance as Anchor” was written on 12/28/18, when I was attempting a poem every day after joining a group of writers…
Who is the betrayer? Who abandoned whom? Who no longer recognizes whom? Over the years, these questions have surfaced again and again in my writing…