A Bunionectomy when the Pain is Just too Much

There’s nothing poetical about getting your feet cut — voluntarily. The pain really has to be too much before you present yourself at the hospital, turn over all your worldly possessions, and naked under one of those drafty robes say just do it. My pain hit that tipping point coming out of Melbourne

Memoir from Reading on the River

Sometimes writing by assignment can bring some surprising results, This morning Michael led the teachers in his memoir activity. In my brainstorm I felt compelled to write down “prom dress.” I started to censor myself. Prom dress? Birds. Lice. Prom dress? But I just decided to go with it.

Love and Joy

It happened again. This time a young woman. College aged. She came up to me after our recent poetry reading at Bowling Green University Firelands campus.
“Do you believe?”“Believe?”“Religion. You know, Jesus. Are a believer?”“I believe in poetry.”“That’s it?”“That’s it.”
It’s true. I’m not particularly a prayerful person in the Matthew, Mark, Luke and

The Monkey Mind

The next move, Lisa suggests, will help to quiet the monkey mind.
My monkey mind immediately scratches behind my ear, looking for possible escape routes. Orlando? Technology? McCarthy era? A power point show of flashing images Hanoi, Hong Kong, Bali, the garden. Make a note of Pickway, OH. The carpet in

United Nations International School of Hanoi: Poetry Week

When librarian Joyce Miller contacted us about dishing up some poetry at the middle school in Hanoi for April Fool’s Day she was not just foolin’ around. She not only scheduled assemblies and a seamless week of workshops for both of us, she managed to convince French, Spanish and (gasp) calculus classes to try

Hanoi! On the move

How does the tourist cross the road? Or. Would you step into this traffic?

Hanoi!Developing.On the move.New friends.The Dragon Hotel is our home.Motorbike shops.Up with construction.Beep. Beep. Beep.Motorbikes.Open intersections of always, all ways traffic.Cross?Here?Now?Don’t stop. Don’t run. Don’t hesitate.Cross.Buses.Taxis.Zipper Street.Bucket Street.Mosaic Wall.Steaming pots of pho.Conical hats.A

EARCOS 2011 Borneo

If the above photo doesn’t look like an attendee at a teacher’s conference, prepare to expand your vision. EARCOS= East Asian Regional Council of Overseas Schools, and every spring they put on a teacher conference like no other. From snorkeling to blow darts to technological looks into the classrooms of today and the

Under the Land Down Under

All the commotion, (laundry, packing, emails, phone calls, house sitters, doggie day care and a last minute trip to buy travel sized toothpaste that won’t pose a threat to national security) settles into a darkened drone for 15 hours over the Pacific and opens into the brilliant sun of Sydney, Australia. Landing at


How many ways can you conjugate green? This is a view from our porch at Alam Sari Keliki. What I can’t show is the soft sounds of wooden cow bells, the bird songs and the rooster who thinks that it is dawn at least once on the hour. Of course there is