Morning walks, Port Townsend

Mist, rain, chill, repeat, it’s Juneuary. Mossy roofs, rain gutters leaf-bulged, a smell of drowned earthworms, the slap of agglomerated raindrops under a maple tree, patter like white noise, chuckling drains and scalloped rain-waves on pavement. A ’42 Chevy in a shed, a deep-throated ship’s horn in the Strait. The [...]

By |2020-06-15T14:27:24-07:00June 15th, 2020|Uncategorized|1 Comment

Time Slowing Down

Once, deep in an Alaskan winter in the abyss of a post-divorce-induced depression, I spent an entire Saturday sitting in the living room of my rented postwar cottage, rocking absentmindedly in a creaky chair, dog in my lap, staring through small frosted windowpanes at feathers of hoarfrost growing outward on [...]

By |2020-04-13T15:53:40-07:00April 13th, 2020|Uncategorized|14 Comments

An oligarch walks into a bar…

…and the patrons immediately realize the danger and leave. I hope whoever says, “May you live in interesting times” is given the job of White House Tweet Control. Or perhaps Consigliere to the Attorney General. I’ll take boring times over these adrenalin-draining times any time. The stench horn of national [...]

By |2020-02-19T16:52:11-08:00February 19th, 2020|Uncategorized|8 Comments

2020 vision?

In her poem Blackbirds, the poet Julie Cadwallader Staub wrote, "...and when I turned my face upward / I saw a flock of blackbirds / rounding a curve I didn't know was there / and the sound was simply all those wings, all those feathers against air, against gravity..." She asked, [...]

By |2020-02-05T14:34:16-08:00February 5th, 2020|Uncategorized|0 Comments

A Conspicuous Vanity

I have avoided writing about overtly political topics in this blog, mostly because it’s divisive and I need space for other aspects of my writing life. Satire is a reliable outlet for frustration, angst, and general world-weariness, but as I try to digest the events of yet another exhausting week [...]

By |2020-01-08T13:29:43-08:00January 8th, 2020|Uncategorized|19 Comments
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