I was going to put the texts of the poems here but not being able to control the layout and format and font choices in the way I would like has deterred me. I was sort of bludgeoned with the idea that a poem should be able to speak for itself, blah blah blah, but mine don't seem to have that kind of integrity. So here are some musings about various poems read aloud.

A Blue Moon Sky

late afternoon moon behind branches

A_Span has some favourite times. … full entry

A_Span’s Hand Shakes — May 1, 2017

An abstract, in 250 words, of something I’d like to do in the fall. … full entry