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With Love & Hate for My February Muse

It’s mid-February.  It’s the dead point of the year, when roots and energy have retracted and nature is nearly still. People who fight back do Florida. Yoga. Extreme sports. Instead of resisting, I’m turning inward. I’m writing poems. That doesn’t … Continue reading

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WHAT WOULD BAUDELAIRE DO?

I know, poets are said to have beautiful words but no practical action. Still, I began to wonder what Baudelaire, French poet par excellence, bad boy and scowling melancholic, would say about France and its current crisis of post-attack polarization. … Continue reading

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