Something About a Shadow – a collaborative poem

Two days ago I posted a prompt in hopes of creating a collaborative poem from submitted lines. The prompt: where is your shadow? The lines submitted: Hiding inside me Across my chicken coop Always attached to me In the clockwork of the hillside Here is our first pedalpoet collaborative poem: Thank you for participating! AnotherContinue reading “Something About a Shadow – a collaborative poem”

On Writing Poems – part 5 – How to Get Published

Someone wrote to me recently and asked, How do I get my poems published? Man, I wish I could tell you. I wish I could say, just keep writing them, and honing them and, keep at it, and don’t give up; except that isn’t how it works. Poetry, nothing really, is that simple. It gotContinue reading “On Writing Poems – part 5 – How to Get Published”

Coming Out Bi – part 6 – Burt Reynolds

I want to find a moment in my past I can look at to say, that’s when I realized I was queer, that was the moment I knew it, and that’s when I decided to accept it. Or to fight for it. Maybe a moment someone told me not to be gay. Or a momentContinue reading “Coming Out Bi – part 6 – Burt Reynolds”

On Writing Poems – part 4 – Copying

I’ve already proposed you should steal. Now I’m going to encourage you to copy. A lesson I think is quite valuable to keep in mind when attempting to write poetry is to look at other crafts, other arts, and other pursuits for inspiration in regards to systems and ways of thinking, and of process. Let’sContinue reading “On Writing Poems – part 4 – Copying”

Selling Rare Books

Life seems to come in fits and starts. I doubt my experience is unusual in that regard. I seem to uncover truths, meaningful to me in certain moments of clarity, which lead me to a deeper understanding (or the illusion of a deeper understanding) of self; moments like lighthouses defining just enough of the worldContinue reading “Selling Rare Books”

Dodgeball and locker rooms – coming out bi part 5

I’m 52 for fuck’s sake, dealing with what feels like things that should have been dealt with when I was a teenager. Shame creeps in here in so many ways. Why am I late to the party, again? This is a story about coming out of the closet as a bisexual man. Coming out isn’tContinue reading “Dodgeball and locker rooms – coming out bi part 5”