I have my own projects that I'm trying to convince people are worth their time and hard-earned money to purchase, but this one's for the kids.
The Hub Opera Ensemble, for whom I volunteer my peculiar talents, is raising money via Kickstarter to perform a children's matinee of their (our) upcoming production of "The Magic Flute".
Can you spare a dollar or so, dear reader, to help send kids to the opera? Music is not only a balm for the soul, but kids involved in music are better students and better citizens. Help us make a difference!
Stand Right, Walk Left September 13, 2012 ISBN: 9780988552111 $1.99 - eBook $8.00 - Full Color Paperback I started writing poetry as a teenager because it was a clever game, matching rhyme and meter, filling pages with epic tales told in four-line stanzas of rhymed couplets (none of which will ever see the light of day, I pray). It turned into a coping mechanism, and those poems especially have been lost to the ages. The passing of the years has afforded me the time to study the work of great poets, revealing to me the freedom in a line of verse not stuck to a rhyme or even a meter, but inherently rhythmic – musical – without arbitrary restraint, but still within the bounds of its own making. And so I write for the love of the word, of the phrase, of capturing a thought or feeling in a line the same way I capture a moment with a photo. If you are a reader of my site, you have seen some (but not all!) of these poems posted there. This book is the first of what I hope to be many collections of poetry in years to come, though the next volume may not be so much a picture-book, but it is so that I am also quite proud of my photography work and I think this experiment of pairing photos with poems to help frame the imagery is worthy. If you prefer, however, you may certainly skip the photos, but if you enjoyed the photo pairings that appeared after each poem, you can purchase prints of these and many more here:
This is a work of poetry in earnest, but I’d have been remiss if I had not made those links known to you. I leave you, dear reader, with two final thoughts: Yes, I know some of my haiku have the wrong syllabic structure. I strive to be accurate to the form, but am alas only human. Finally, it’s my (and every poet, I’ll wager) dream to be read on the Writer’s Almanac by Mr. Garrison Keillor. His is often the voice in my head as I envision my work being read aloud. So, kindly I ask if you’re acquainted with him, please pass Mr. Keillor a copy of my effort, and I’ll say a small prayer that one of these is to his liking, though I hope all of them were to yours.
Every year since 2001 I look into the sky to see for myself, and
every year since 2001 it has pained me to note that the sky has never been
— nor I fear will it ever be —
as blue as it was that September morning when the sky rained death and we were never again the same people.
The RCMStudios.net domain has been mine for a few years now, standing ready for whenever I really made a go at being a pro photog, or self-employed web site maker. While I had it, I started keeping this blog first on MySpace (remember MySpace? neither does anyone else!), and then moved it here when I realized I was limiting my audience (I think fewer people read it on Blogger, to be honest ... I had more comments when I wrote on my Myspace blog). Point is, keeping some cobbler's children site up at RCMStudios.net made less and less sense, and eventually I took the plunge and directed the site here. To my blog. Which I called "Web-Legos".