“so far as i am concerned, poetry and every other art was and is and forever will be strictly and distinctly a question of individualityâ¦poetry is being, not doing. if you wish to follow, even at a distance, the poet’s calling (and here, as always, i speak from my own totally biased and entirely personal [...]
Some of you know that I’ve taken up boxing this year. I recently commented privately about my workout routine. In that comment, I included a poem that distills part of my mental process while training.
It deals with the issue of quitting. I’ve been pushing the workouts pretty dang hard and in new directions. It doesn’t [...]
This morning at toastmasters, Tony delivered an excellent interpretive reading talk on Robert Frost’s Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening. I remember the last stanza from the 1977 movie Telefon starring Charles Bronson.
Broken fist
on bended knee.
Behind closed doors,
where no one can see
Who you really are.
But, I know…