When you break open, it happens by surprise

This is what broke me open. The heart attack didn’t do it. The complications from the heart cath and stent of a 90% blocked major artery didn’t do it. A hole in my femoral artery didn’t do it. My disbelief and anger at being told it was all in my head didn’t do...

poetry wednesday: you know that otherwise is coming.

From my hospital bed to you, an old favorite by poet Jane Kenyon: Otherwise I got out of bed on two strong legs. It might have been otherwise. I ate cereal, sweet milk, ripe, flawless peach. It might have been otherwise. I took the dog uphill to the birch wood. All...

poetry wednesday: the truth about words in a certain order

Anybody Can Write a Poem -Bradley Paul I am arguing with an idiot online. He says anybody can write a poem. I say some people are afraid to speak. I say some people are ashamed to speak. If they said the pronoun “I” they would find themselves floating in the black...