Once upon a time, back in the sixties, I was a college student/hippie who volunteered in three different theatres at Wayne State University in Detroit.  It was natural that I also volunteered in a coffee house that held open-mike events for poetry readings and guitar playing, etc.  This particular coffee house was in the spooky … Continue reading →

I was searching through my notebook of “captured quotes” when I paused at one with striking relevance for today. It was by a person with a strange name: Warsan Shire. I decided I must know who this is. And then, a world of beautiful poems and prose-poetry writing opened up before me, and I followed, … Continue reading →

  I was once struck speechless by a young man who bragged that he had not read a single book in his lifetime. I cannot imagine a life without books. Though my desire for a career as a librarian was never fullfilled, I eventually became a bookdealer, which I suppose was the better path after … Continue reading →