“There'll always be working people in my poems because I grew up with them, and I am a poet of memory.”—Philip Levine It is Sunday morning and I have to be gone by Tuesday. And maybe I'll have enough rent to get myself some more time, but probably not and I should be going to… Continue reading ONLY KNOW HOW TO WORK (an overly long and wise rambling essay about what is important in life)
I know I said I wasn't going to post again for a while, but this is my blog and I can do whatever I want. And so.... The last few days I've read this book. and it's a good feeling when you read your own past work, after enough time, and the story holds up… Continue reading What I say isn’t always what I do….