I’m on my way out, she said,
like she was picking up keys
after finishing the grocery list
and buttoning her coat
before quietly closing
the door after her.
Poem for Aunt Lucille, recently diagnosed with incurable liver cancer.
Books are dangerous. Think how much better the world would be today without the writings of Darwin, Nietzsche, John Maynard Keynes, Karl Marx, Freud or The Bible.
Ten Most Harmful Books of the 19th and 20th Centuries (Human Events: Headquarters of the Conservative Underground)
Name of Deadly Flu Virus Causes Consternation (Reuters UK)
Among the giant fossils of my past,
Like some small nimble mouse between the ribs
Of a mastodon, I nibbled here and there
At this or that box, pulling through the gap,
In heats of terror, haste, victorious joy,
The first book first. And how I felt it beat
Under my pillow, in the morning’s dark,
An hour before the sun would let me read!
My books!
Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Aurora Leigh
Everything I understand, I understand with words, though there are words beyond words and more misunderstandings than understandings.
Were you thinking that those were the words—
those upright lines? those curves, angles, dots?
No, those are not the words—the substantial words are in the ground and sea,
They are in the air— they are in you.
Quotation from Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
Poem by Maya Angelou, Still I Rise
This is a poem I wrote about my mother shortly after she died in July 2007.
I’m in Costa Rica for holiday. I’ll be back soon. Each day while I’m gone, I’ll present a vintage Encore Seraphine comic “rerun” from 2007. I’ve done some light editing on them, but they retain the atmosphere and content of the original. I hope you enjoy them, and I’ll have lots of new adventures to share with you when I return.
Happy New Year!
This is a poem I wrote for the New Yorker. They said “No thank you.” It became my 100th comic.
I’m in Costa Rica for holiday. I’ll be back soon. Each day while I’m gone, I’ll present a vintage Encore Seraphine comic “rerun” from 2007. I’ve done some light editing on them, but they retain the atmosphere and content of the original. I hope you enjoy them, and I’ll have lots of new adventures to share with you when I return.
Happy New Year!
This is a another poem I wrote in 2007.
I’m in Costa Rica for holiday. I’ll be back soon. Each day while I’m gone, I’ll present a vintage Encore Seraphine comic “rerun” from 2007. I’ve done some light editing on them, but they retain the atmosphere and content of the original. I hope you enjoy them, and I’ll have lots of new adventures to share with you when I return.
Happy New Year!
This is a poem I wrote for Northie.
I’m in Costa Rica for holiday. I’ll be back soon. Each day while I’m gone, I’ll present a vintage Encore Seraphine comic “rerun” from 2007. I’ve done some light editing on them, but they retain the atmosphere and content of the original. I hope you enjoy them, and I’ll have lots of new adventures to share with you when I return.
Happy New Year!