Wednesday, December 22, 2010


I've been saying things over at best american poetry.

My muse seems preoccupied by conjuring encouragement. I'm as surprised about it as you are, but for reasons beyond me, I endeavor to cheer up the miserable. And the nearly miserable.


The moon eclipsing and wiggling around

Friday, December 3, 2010


See that purple dot towards the bottom of the shot? It's the New Years Eve ball in Times Square, already poised to drop. We went up to the top of the Empire State to check on the year. Apparently, it's winding down and winding up.

I've been posting about poetry and whatnot overhere. All the usual emotions on hot display. Go look.