In Honor of 4/20

While I don’t drink or smoke weed anymore, I certainly use to do both… a lot! This poem was written in 2008 while doing a lot of smoking, drinking and traveling in Thailand… Oh God, I can’t wait to go back to Thailand as a sober man! Sometimes when I read this poem, my addictContinue reading “In Honor of 4/20”

Healing Powers of Plants

“Who is going to market today?” asked the professor of my Practice of Sustainable Agriculture Course in College.Everybody’s hands shot up.Market is where the farmer is validated, seen, thanked; market on campus is where students flirt and pretty girls see handsome farm guys. Our teacher divvied up harvest tasks.“You’re bunching radishes, you’re doing beets, youContinue reading “Healing Powers of Plants”

Not All Days Are As Good As Pie

Yesterday I had a rough day. My counselor asked me what I was angry about and I said, “I’m angry about my fucking parents dying; I’m angry about going to war; I’m angry about still not being a paid writer; I’m angry about not being a paid farmer; I’m angry about feeling insufficient.” And whoContinue reading “Not All Days Are As Good As Pie”

Pecan Pie

Every Wednesday Savanna, Primrose and I go to our good friends’, Barry and Donna White’s home for supper. We cherish this weekly routine as one of the only social events we do at all, especially during Covid Timez. Last week, I mentioned to Donna that my favorite pie is easily Pecan, and what the heckContinue reading “Pecan Pie”

Importance of Having a Home

I am a very, very lucky man. I have a warm home with two heaters, a few small leaks in the roof and fresh air that streams through the trim around north facing windows. The floor is cold but not frozen. Our bath tub is currently full of dirty water from doing the laundry, ourContinue reading “Importance of Having a Home”

Bristol Bay Circa 2008

I went commercial fishing once and the only thing I came back with was a pocketful of poems and a new pair of Grundens. It was worth it. Here are two poems… King Salmon Arrived to King Salmon around three o’clock,Hitched it to Naknek and walked dock to dock,Searching for Snopac to send me toContinue reading “Bristol Bay Circa 2008”

The Antithesis of Fire and Brimstone

I did not grow up going to church, temple, or any other religious place to practice or visit, mainly because my mother felt judged and inadequate. I can certainly understand why, although I have come to believe that judgmental people are everywhere, including sitting here at the computer typing this ditty. However, as I haveContinue reading “The Antithesis of Fire and Brimstone”

Dear India: When Will I Come Back?

We hope everybody had a solid Easter out there in the wide open world. No matter what your spiritual path/religion/culture is, getting together with family to share food, fun, and fellowship is healing. If you weren’t able to unite with your family and friends or you don’t have any family or friends, please write usContinue reading “Dear India: When Will I Come Back?”