Humility

Poems arrive ready to begin.
     Poets are only the transportation

                                    -Mary Oliver

Oliver, Mary. Felicity. Penguin Press, 2015, p. 13.

Photo by Porfirio Trinidad Matos

Big shout out to Derringer Discoveries for featuring not one, but two songs connected to me on their latest playlist following Episode #99 of the podcast — an episode centered around Bruce Springsteen.

The playlist can be found here: …

Looking forward to attending a Phillies game this weekend with friends and celebrating Father's Day with my dad.

“Wishing you a meaningful Juneteenth”.

Dave

Tonight I’m revisiting Come Up For Air.

This song actually goes back a long way—I originally wrote and recorded it on a 4-track over 30 years ago. Years later, while learning my first DAW, I completely reworked it and…

Journalist: What do you think of Western civilization?
Gandhi: I think it would be a good idea.

—is one of the most famous attributed quotes associated with Mahatma Gandhi, but it’s very likely apocryphal or at least heavily paraphrased rather…

The Falling
Jane Hirshfield
You turn towards meteor showers in August,
wishing yourself like that:
bright and burning wholly out.
When feeling finally comes it is
that falling, matter breaking away
from air, the sound
of crickets moving through the…

"I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days before you've actually left them."

SHITSTINCT

(n.) That deep gut feeling that tells you something is absolute bullshit before you even have proof. No screenshots, no evidence, no full story yet, just your body simply whispering, "Babe, this smells wrong." And somehow, your shitstinct is…

Today, a new song clawed its way into existence.

For now, it bears the name
“Knives Out; Feeling My Way.”

We’ll see if the title survives the weathering.
Some songs arrive fully dressed for the world. Others pace the hallway…

Mirascope
Brian Orozco

After the step I assumed
was last was another.
One explains
the sum of color.
Deciduous images
smuggled from sleep.
Now of these
two, pick one, and from
these four, pick three,
says the cuck.
In quicksand—as…

I’ve always had a childlike fascination with Mount Everest—the idea of those early adventurers setting out to summit the world’s highest peak, taking on risks that feel almost unimaginable by today’s standards. Back in the 1940s and 50s, the danger…