IF I WERE….

    The Cinnamon Peeler Michael Ondaatje If I were a cinnamon peeler I would ride your bed and leave the yellow bark dust on your pillow. Your breasts and shoulders would reek you could never walk through markets without the profession of my fingers […]

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GIRL FROM THE NORTH COUNTRY

  Featuring new arrangements of songs from Bob Dylan, I keep hoping this show will get an extended run in London’s West End to coincide with my upcoming trip.  The show garnered two Olivier Awards–Best Supporting Actress in a musical to Sheila Atim, and Best […]

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WITHOUT

  Another poem by Donald Hall.  Curiously enough, I have never enjoyed enjoyed his earlier poetry.  After he lost his wife, the poet Jane Kenyon, however…his poetry turned into something, into a heart that spoke to me, that I could understand.  I always return to […]

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THE WORLD I LIVE IN

  I have refused to live locked in the orderly house of reasons and proofs. The world I live in and believe in is wider than that. And anyway, what’s wrong with Maybe?   You wouldn’t believe what once or twice I have seen. I’ll just […]

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