JUST MESSAGES

I have mixed feelings about what is surfacing on my Facebook feed this week. I don’t want to turn away from what is there, nor from what is absent. I know that digital display doesn’t render emotion inauthentic; for many it is a vibrant, immediate, healthy mode of communication. Yet, I don’t trust myself to post any update that would not ring as tragically thin in the face of news that nine human beings have been gunned down in a Charleston church. So I’m stepping back to write this, taking more time to think all of the news items in recent memory and throughout history that have left me wishing I could move somewhere beyond speechlessly sad. It is an ancient, timeless, present ache, this constant drumbeat of man’s inhumanity to man.... (Click "Read More")

2015-06-21T23:39:37+00:00 June 21st, 2015|

THE POEM FROM WHICH YOU CANNOT FALL

I wonder why we come again and again to these places where footpaths suddenly end.  excerpt “Chasms” by Radcliffe Squires Honest poems invite return again and again. They beckon sly surrender to the unknown, each in their own fashion. And, as if by tribal rule, one can never enter the same poem the same way twice.  Sometimes the tugging lure of a particular verse can be traced to a single line — one that vibrates with incandescent clarity upon first reading, but seduces with hazy opacity at second approach. Sometimes a melodic pattern of word play seems to strikes a sacred chord, but later echoes with deceptive cadence. Once the listener begins to inhabit a poem’s rooms, mysteries of a more intimate nature begin to reveal themselves. For this is the beauty and grandeur of poetry. The chasm charms with the loveliness of unfinished ideas, the shape-shifting enticement to look beyond the finite... (Click "Read More")

2015-03-22T17:06:47+00:00 March 22nd, 2015|

DISRUPT THYSELF

The emotions - love, mirth, the heroic, wonder, tranquility, fear, anger, sorrow, disgust - are in the audience. John Cage - composer, music theorist, artist, writer, disruptor It took John Cage’s 4’33” of non-action at the piano to illustrate that silence isn’t what we thought, nor is music. His gift was the experience of listening to the sounds of our own heartbeats and confusion. Robert Rauschenberg’s seemingly empty White Painting panels make us question the border between creativity and reality, the intentional and the actual, perception and authorship, outrage and insight. And then there is verse. Great poems pry us open in the most subtle, delicious, disarming, and discerning ways. Beyond digital revolutions and innovation economics; Art can be a most effective agent of disruption. (Click "Read More")

2014-07-26T20:40:43+00:00 July 26th, 2014|

Peer-to-Peer Poetry

How shall the heart be reconciled to its feast of losses? - exerpt Stanley Kunitz’s poem “The Layers” Poetry is the ultimate stealth weapon. All that white space appears so unassuming, so accomodating, so gently inviting. Yet one simple line can pierce and lodge itself deep inside the human command center, sending the whole operating system into chaos. But, what beautiful chaos. What a profound regenerative reminder that our truths are never really lost. It’s just that we -- over time -- bury what we know beneath layers of negation, confusion, ambition, or despair. (Click "Read More")

2014-06-23T23:23:11+00:00 June 23rd, 2014|

ERRANT MESSAGES

The word “errant” in modern times connotes delinquency, a straying from the proper path or program. Romping through history, however, “errant” in its archaic form suggests a wanderlust driven by the search for adventure. Did gallant curiosity become deviant somewhere along the way? And what of “curiosity” itself -- does the word signify the same thing to all souls in time and space? (Click "Read More")

2014-02-11T16:54:35+00:00 February 11th, 2014|

SCORING ANGEL ENERGY

The taste of sweet blueberries and the word Barcelona make me happy... Such a lucid notion: "The taste of sweet blueberries and the word Barcelona makes me happy" -- just lie in the echo of that for a moment. It captures all that is most tender, effortless, thrilling, and true about life's apotheosis. It stirs the mystery of the senses and the power of language up into one singular wave of joy. (Click "Read More")

2013-11-14T16:46:34+00:00 November 14th, 2013|

FROM HER TO ETERNITY

Of the countless works of creative wonder dotting the Playa at Burning Man 2013, there is one piece that stood out for me as supreme. Marco Cochrane’s steel and wire sculpture – “Truth is Beauty” – is a soaring triumph. It is grace. It is humility. It is grandeur. It is poetry. And, most amazingly, it is real. ‘Beauty is truth, truth beauty, -- that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.’ (Click "Read More")

2013-09-07T23:02:07+00:00 September 7th, 2013|