In 1972, there was The Concert for Bangladesh.
In 1979, there was No Nukes.
In 1984, there was Band Aid.
In 1985, there was We Are the World and Live Aid.
Life
Homewood, 2014 (a poem)
Another day, another video. Sigh…
A bunch of questions and answers for no particular reason
I recently found some lists of questions posted by people on Tumblr. I guess the idea is that the people who see the posts then choose one or more questions to ask of the person who posted them. I didn’t feel like doing that, so I just did a quick copy-and-paste into a Word document… Continue reading
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Not feeling as wiped out as I’d anticipated after last night’s mini-migraine…
Love,
Kevin
(28 December 2014)
Snowdrop (a poem)
A random thought turned into a brief winter poem partly informed by the title sequence to a Japanese drama…
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
You and insomnia have thrown me off a bit. No matter—it’s the weekend…
Love,
Kevin
(27 December 2014)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
It seems to be time for Winter Cleaning again…
Love,
Kevin
(26 December 2014)
A random item from the past
Found this printout from March 2000 while sorting through some stuff the other day…
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There’s no such thing as Christmas (a poem)
A slightly bitter meditation on modern Xmas. I actually don’t mind Xmas—under the right conditions…
I want to be more like the color red (a poem)
The December 23rd prompt in The Daily Poet: Day-By-Day Prompts For Your Writing Practice, by Kelli Russell Agodon & Martha Silano, didn’t interest me—so I went to the December 24th prompt, which provided a few possible first lines for a poem. I chose I want to be more like the color red…
Ordinary Average Thoughts 