Poet of Logan Square's Blog
Poet of Logan Square
- Location
- Big City in the Midwest, Illinois, USA
- Birthday
- January 20
- Title
- CEO of Nothing
- Bio
- writer-actor-musician, mother of 3
BA Creative Writing & Theatre Arts, U. of Arizona, 2004
MFA Creative Writing, George Mason University, 2007
I have found power in the mysteries of thought,exaltation in the changing of the Muses;I have been versed in the reasonings of men;but Fate is stronger than anything I have known.
Learn as if you were going to live forever. Live as if you were going to die tomorrow.
MY RECENT POSTS
- They Walk Among Us
December 21, 2012 07:22PM - The Kid is Forty
August 23, 2012 02:02PM - The Kid is Forty
August 23, 2012 02:02PM - The Kid is Forty
August 23, 2012 02:02PM - The Kid is Forty
August 23, 2012 02:02PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Thanks Nick! Onwards and
upwards! I needed to
hear
that!”
May 19, 2012 04:11PM - “Thank you Barbara K and
all others. Barbara I read
your post
and was appalled
but…”
May 19, 2012 11:52AM - “This is appalling and
sad and yet I know it to be
true. I am
certainly a hard
co…”
May 19, 2012 11:45AM - “How do you define
"elderly" and what is the cut
off age? A
lot of
peopl…”
March 26, 2012 01:03PM - “Thank you both. Posing
the questions--not answering,
though
if truth be told, I
a…”
November 28, 2011 07:08PM
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They Walk Among Us
They walk among us
those about whom we think we do not know.
We know them.
They walk among us
those who would form a coalition with a karma that they cannot
guess in
the body they inhabit until they are no longer inside of that
body
but their bullets are… Read full post »
The Kid is Forty
My oldest child is forty tomorrow! What a milestone! She's going to Iceland and Denmark with friends for 10 days to celebrate. What a far cry from my fortieth birthday. I am so happy for her. Here is a poem I wrote for her today:
The Kid is Forty
My oldest child is forty tomorrow! What a milestone! She's going to Iceland and Denmark with friends for 10 days to celebrate. What a far cry from my fortieth birthday. I am so happy for her. Here is a poem I wrote for her today:
The Kid is Forty
My oldest child is forty tomorrow! What a milestone! She's going to Iceland and Denmark with friends for 10 days to celebrate. What a far cry from my fortieth birthday. I am so happy for her. Here is a poem I wrote for her today:
The Kid is Forty
My oldest child is forty tomorrow! What a milestone! She's going to Iceland and Denmark with friends for 10 days to celebrate. What a far cry from my fortieth birthday. I am so happy for her. Here is a poem I wrote for her today:
Play in the Garage
while we hunt Alkaida
fires in the west hunt us
making 32,000 people homeless.
enough for a small town.
residual forces are at risk
where is the sanctuary?
do we retreat from global warming and
warm our ideas on the fires of illusion?
if you have money whistle.
if not,… Read full post »
What's the Matter With Me?
I just blew a bunch of job or job prospects. Not meaning to blow them or maybe really meaning to blow them. I am being stalked by someone in the unemployment office who keeps screwing up my unemployment extension by rolling new boulders into my path, forcing me to go into… Read full post »
Dear Santa
Dear Santa Claus
I have been sending resumes and letters and queries out via mostly internet but I also attend job fairs and networking "parties" (party is a loose term, mind you), every day! Every day! (that bears repeating!) I figured out today that rather than use that well worn "black… Read full post »
Not to Mention
Not to mention
A pragmatic, civilized attitude
"don't make me a god"
does religion mean
I live respectfully
responsibly
or does it mean
that something happens
when I cease being? Read full post »
I'm A Slut
I was considered a slut all through my late teens and my entire 20's. I went to bed with men I thought I wanted to fuck, I allowed men to fuck me that I didn't love or even like, I had low self esteem and I was always trying… Read full post »
The Turning Point
The turning point came when I no long wanted to
please anyone any longer when I became a self absorbed
adolescent at the age of 62 and felt proud of it!
when I realized that racism has nothing to with what race you are
or where you've come from
that the… Read full post »
She's Leaving Home
My youngest child and I have a terrible relationship
right now. It hasn't been good for a long time, but lately we have
simply stopped relating altogether, except for a few family
gatherings where she routinely rips me apart verbally, critisizing
me, my writing, my life, my essential self. She… Read full post »
For Rent
For rent
Footnote in February
I have taken the liberty
to tell you the truth about yourself
in a kind of brutal, tactless
way
and about which you probably don't
give a shit because that's the way
you acted when I gave you my
unncessary apology
because after all
it was the truth, I suppose.
But am I perfect?
Forgive me--I am not.
bu… Read full post »
Footnote in February
I have taken the liberty
to tell you the truth about yourself
in a kind of brutal, tactless
way
and about which you probably don't
give a shit because that's the way
you acted when I gave you my
unncessary apology
because after all
it was the truth, I suppose.
But am I perfect?
Forgive me--I am not.
bu… Read full post »
Craig: List Me
Please tune into my story at:
http://www.fictioncollective.blogspot.com/
on Valentine's Day February 14. My story Craig: List Me will be up for a week starting then.
This is the same site that nominated my story Train Wreck for a Pushcart Prize. I have 5 other stories on the site.
Happy R… Read full post »
Imagination Inflation or Just Memory
1.
When I was small
and you were still daddy
there was a knife in
the drawer.
Though you never pulled
it out
I was afraid of mother--
she knew it was
there too
and I think she did
pull it out
once or twice
that knife… Read full post »
Pushcart Prize
My story "Train Wreck" which can be read at:
www.fictioncollective.blogspot.com
has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize.
Check it out on the blog site.
Poet
Threshold
When you are young it all stretches out before you.
Death is a shadow, and even when it comes close, you can always
say,"it's not me."
When you are old it all stretches out behind you.
Death is your companion, you take daily walks together and admire
the shadows of life.
Yesterday,when… Read full post »
My New Blog
If There is a Hell it's called: CHICAGO
I know there are plenty of people who love this "big hearted" city in the midwest. The lake! O! (I mean Oprah) the "miracle mile" which is a mile long testament to Capitalism and the Power of the Oligarchy and How The American Ruling Class can shame the rest of us… Read full post »
New Story Published
My 2nd Story will be at the top of the blog TODAY! (July 13)
http://fictioncollective.blogspot.com
It is entitled "Terrorism." Happy Reading!
Meanwhile, my latest poem:
for Pablo Neruda:
Yesterday there was
love like a burden
or a bird.
It flew so high the
sun singed its wings
and I fell to ear… Read full post »
I'm Published!
Your poet has a short story on line. Please check it out!
http://fictioncollective.blogspot.com/
Happy Reading.
Poet of Logan Square
Fear of Enlightenment
I posted a blog recently about my struggles to teach James Joyce to my students where I teach. I got an answer from someone who joined OS just to respond to my blog, accusing me of racism, elitism and imperialism, which, if that person had gone back and read my older… Read full post »
This is How You Say Chicago
Chicago is on (in?) the arctic stream, my son told me in an email, answering my previous one comparing New York temperatures with Chicago temperatures. New York is often ten degrees warmer and a lot more exciting as far as I am concerned, but excitement is not what gets you outside… Read full post »
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