Lost in New Jersey

Posting here about an ordinary Saturday, which began when I noticed a Rambler Rose blooming on a vine that my wife and I feared had died ove...

Emerald City. I can see it from Jersey. There is no wizard. It's no secret: I love New York's skyline , and I often write haikus abo...

It ended with a howl! This is a photo taken April 29, 2023, of Talena Lachelle Queen , the poet laureate of Paterson, NJ, reading Allen Gins...

What to do early on a Saturday night in New Jersey? How about some poetry during National Poetry Month? This coming Saturday, April 29, the ...

A busker in Helen, Georgia, singing "Angel From Montgomery" as good as John Prine, almost as good as Bonnie Raitt. What's the ...

My grandfather, 1969, Budd Lake, NJ Last week's poetry prompt from Dimitri Reyes intrigued me greatly. "Today is my grandfather...

I have only one prompted poem to offer today for February, and it was written in March. Another that I wrote was too personal (naming names)...

93 years ago today, a mother was cradling her first-born son in her arms at St. Mary’s Hospital in Passaic, NJ. She had been told her newbor...

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