lost & found in flyover country

mostly poems. published weekly.

Category: and so it goes

  • Two Cheers

    For the past two weeks the (only) bathroom in my house has been torn up so that some very old plumbing could be replaced, a…

  • The Bones of Birds

    There is no ground, said Chögyam Trungpa Rinpoche, that is the good news. The bad news is that we are falling, falling, never to land.…

  • It’s Just What Was

    A month after a tree fell on my house, a tree fell on my neighbor’s house, as if this were now a commonplace thing, trees…

  • The Tree on the Roof

    There is a tree lying across the roof of my house, a fairly large tree that came down yesterday in the early hours of an…

  • May Links

    “I know what I value. I don’t know what I need.” Says Heather Havrilesky, in conversation with Jennifer Louden on the Create Out Loud podcast.…

  • This Week You’re a Flowerpot

    So much has been written this past week about abortion rights and the leaked Alito opinion, with responses far more comprehensive than I could hope…

  • April Links

    My month-long hiatus extended nearly half a year (surprise!) as I wandered through a wet, gray, Midwest winter and on into early spring, when none…

  • November Links

    So much keeps happening. Much of it passes without need for comment, because what is there left to say? Our laws are as broken as…

  • Housekeeping

    Just a quick note today, and a couple questions for you. For the last month of 2021 I’ll be off-line and somewhat out-of-pocket, which means…

  • Things Fall Apart

    Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed and everywhere The ceremony of innocence…