Tuesday, August 11, 2015. A man I talked with in a bar in Berlin. Once read poetry, he said, with passion, served. With distinction in an army he loathed. As we parted, to avoid epiphanies as I would gunfire. The sentiment of goodly things. The birds are back at the feeder. Now the air is warmer.

Is not about drug addicted tortugas. Read about it and watch dear lovely videos at this link. Working the Poetry Booth at subZERO in San Jose. This is one of the most exhausting and fun things ever to do, ever. The current Santa Clara County Poet Laureate.

I love life by guest poet, anonymous. August 20, 2015 in Uncategorized. August 11, 2015 in spiritual. I want it all in my own time. The coming of the tomatoes. The taste of the equinox. In my own time, when i am ready. Not when the rest discovered it and left me the spoils.

Santa Clara County Poets in the Schools. Local county news affiliated with California Poets in the Schools. Sunday, June 5, 2016. Teaching at the end of the year. It can be a real challenge to complete a poetry residency at the end of the year. I had the privilege of teaching two more third grade classes at Stevenson Elementary School in Mountain View this spring. About the first class I taught last fall. These are the personification poems we wrote about two of those feelings.