Abandoned garage: great place for thing-finding
Treasure-seekers, you know who you are . . . or maybe you don’t. Maybe “treasure” is a very different commodity for different folks. I have always loved discovering things–deliberately hidden or not. And I mean “things”: old bottles, colorful dead bugs, cash register receipts on the sidewalk, doll heads. Oh anything really. These things are the stuff of poetry.
I’m not sure where this love of finding things comes from, but I have some distinct memories of thing-finding, as Pippi Longstocking calls it: Continue reading
Oklahoma City University: I gave a presentation on the Poetry Friendly Classroom in Walker Center on April 3, 2013, and left this poem cache in honor of poet Terrance Hayes’ visit to campus. It has one of his poems inside. This is a different cache than the others–it’s inside a building, not outside….may be discovered and trashed by un-poemlike people. We’ll see. Continue reading
Kelly and Amos (our dad) in front of her store
The next time you are on scenic 412 and going through Locust Grove, stop at my sister’s shop Dust Bowl Debris. She has all kinds of cool homemade, handmade, and repurposed stuff for yourself, your home, your yard, and more. Gifts, goodies, books, cards, cool antiques and more. Continue reading