Keeping myself current, somehow -- oh, and keeping you current, too ( Read more... )

Be On the Look Out
by NorthLight
copyright 2009
Bolo ties, narrow cords holding a cameo - or a bullet - at my neck
Brighid’s Day, the well and forge in celebration
Wolves and roosters howling at the moon
Lobo at his best

Be on the look out for
Cornhusks made into dollies in this supremely catholic country
Where the Mayans hold to their own religions deep ( Read more... )

My first participation in the annual Feast of Brigid Poetry reading: (scroll to the bottom to see the invitation and pass it freely about).

This one is from one of my favorite poets, and speaks no me no matter what color I am.

A Pledge to Rescue Our Youth
by
Maya Angelou
© 2006 
      Young women, young men of color, we add our voices to the voices of ( Read more... )

Woke up at 4:00 ayem. Going back to sleep was impossible, though I tried. Dreams confused and generally anxious, but no focus. Beloved Dog sleeping pressed close to my side, warm and safe. Gave up and got out of bed before 5:30. Even Beloved Dog was unwilling to face the day at that hour, but lying in bed wasna working for me ( Read more... )

Just now it's 9:50-something ... and in the last five minutes I finally became aware of one source for the inexplicable restlessness both I and beloved Dog Tammerlin have been feeling this morning. All over the country, near and far, folks are remembering a day when the whole East coast was experiencing brilliant clear blue skies. I won't be ( Read more... )

This morning Dear Mate turns 59. For the next 64 days we'll be nominally the same age ( Read more... )