Poetry has never been the language of barriers, it's always been the language of bridges.
~Amanda Gordon
Poetry has never been the language of barriers, it's always been the language of bridges.
~Amanda Gordon
Over every mountain there is a path, although it may not be seen from the valley.
~Theodore Roethke, Poet (1908-1963)
The bond that links your true family is not of blood, but of respect and joy in each other's life.
~Richard Bach, Novelist (b. 1936)
CALDWELL- Idaho, Kansas, New Jersey, Ohio
MARIETTA- Alabama, Georgia, Illinois, Ohio, Wisconsin
Jack Kerouac is one of my favorite authors. The architect of the novels 'On The Road', 'Dharma Bums' and 'Big Sur', Kerouac actually lived what he wrote. Some have talked about adventure and exploits, Jack went out and did it.
Looking back, I remember the long drives to Colorado and Maryland from Kansas. I remember watching the sun set in the Pacific Ocean while visiting California. I still derive much joy from hanging out in the countryside or sitting in Washington Square Park getting off on the vibes.
It's one thing to talk about adventures; it's another to actually experience it. As a child I wondered through the woods wondering what I may encounter. I still have that curiosity now that I'm in my seventies. I pray that it never dies.
CARSON- California, Illinois. Washington
SUMNER- Florida, Georgia, Iowa, Oregon, Texas, Washington
If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel.
Jim Morrison, Singer (1943-1971)
I put myself in a particular time and place when I write. There are places I know like the back of my hand. Then there are places that have never been to and yet I feel that I have. I transport myself back in time and imagine enjoying all the pleasures available.
One could call it the places of the heart. In another sense there m a y be something about a place in that keeps drawing me like a magnet. It can be magical, alluring, strange, or I use my wild imagination. I guess that's the whole idea of a writer; to go places where he/she have never been.
Coming in January, I will begin a new program on blog talk radio. It will feature all forms of literature. Poetry, fiction, biography, monologues, and others. I don't have a title for the program yet but I will share it when I come up with one. I will post the website when I have the first program ready to go.
How did it get so late so soon? It's the night before it's afternoon. December is here before it's June. My goodness how the time has flown. How did it get so late so soon?
~Dr. Seuss
DAYTON- Idaho, Iowa, Nevada, New Jersey, New York, Ohio, Oregon
STEVENSON- Maryland, Oregon, Virginia, Washington, West Virginia
JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. (1895-1919) Born in Louisville, KY. The Band of Gideon and Other Lyrics (1918) features 25 poems. Cotter's o...