Our US society is in another phase of high profile murders, assassinations, violent rhetoric, and threats of more to come. Some of us remember how the 1960’s were punctuated with episodes of political violence – JFK, MLK, RFK, and others. We are, it seems, programmed as humans to include murder as an option when conflicts…

As I get more experience in this 7th decade of life, I reflect more on memory and memories. The comfort, the scars, the beauty and the fallibility of what we recall. This poem reflects on that. And the photo above – Dana and Brian Zink, now married 41 years, from our honeymoon at Sturbridge Village,…

When I first saw Lake Michigan from the Leelanau Peninsula in the 1990’s I couldn’t believe that this mid-continental, massive fresh water lake looked like the Caribbean sea – blue-green waters, beautiful beaches, rolling waves. The dunes rise to over 300 feet in some parts of this county and host incredible forests of oaks, maples,…

Since it’s summer, I’ll share this one that came out of a random stop at a summer flea market in the little town of Castile, New York. I believe I wrote it in the summer of 1982, and have not edited it since then. Flea Market, Castile, NY In the midst of chipped, listing rocking…