He asked and so I told him. The “cancer” poems stem from cancer in the family. Daughter’s terminal. Son’s a five-year survivor.

My mother always said my father was a little odd and she lived wit… all those years and should have kn… When we were small my sister and… knew he was different. No other fa…

It’s Monday not Sunday and the frail lady in black is the only person in the pews. She walked in with

The question isn’t why your little world is suddenly going to hell. The question is what can you do about

Steven is a retired teacher disturbed by the problems he sees in education. Schools weren’t perfect when he was teaching but they were better than they are today. He has ideas for impro...

The old poet has agreed to read his poems in Hanley Hall if a student will push his wheelchair on stage. Agreed. And students must agree not to ask

Even as a child Charles couldn’t forgive other chi… not for something they had done but rather for who they were. They were inferior and couldn’t he…

Robin on the lawn. Three hops and stops to listen. Somewhere must be spring. Donal Mahoney

My wife likes to garden. She’s crazy about roses, lilies and daisies. She says I should get out in the garden and weed.

I turn on the news to see who won the game last night but first the scores from hot spots in the city. Two people are killed

Tonight I can’t sleep so I ponder the universe and all the planets around me swirling in syncopation with me on one of them

Some things you can’t undo. A remark, perhaps, you can retract or try to with an explanation. But a certain look can burn forever in the mind

I was very small the day they bombed Pearl Harbor but I remember my mother dashing around the kitchen saying nothing to me

There’s a force that makes a boulder hard to push up a hill. And there’s always a boulder and always a hill when it comes to helping the poor find something