It was a thrilling evening of literary wonders across the small neighborhood (which I call my neighborhood, now) of Hillman City, Seattle.
Yesterday I traveled with the Nevada road trip crew to the Olympic Peninsula, where we took a walk along the Dungeness Spit, a large land body that extends like a scythe out into the water of the Pacific Ocean.
This morning I took a short trip to Coal Creek Falls on Cougar Mountain in Issaquah, and then proceeded to extend the morning trip to Snoqualmie River’s Middle Fork area, which is about 34 miles outside of Seattle.
A recent business trip (Feb. 12-14) to Bend, Oregon, was a brief but utterly beautiful interjection to my soggy existence in Seattle.
Last night was the Live from the Angeline! private event, which featured one guitarist (Salt Mouth a.k.a. Chris Phillips) and a bunch of readers (Paul Nelson, Nadine Maestas, Raanan David, Sonya Vatomsky, Aaron Kokorowski, Faiza Sultan, Scherezade Siobhan, and myself). This group picture demonstrates the power of a diverse line-up, and the power of friendship.… Continue reading A bunch of poets in a room together
The following pictures are of the Ghost Tokens: Inumbrating Pinnacle micro-series that occurred last week. Though I didn’t get a gazillion images of the event, because I was mostly using the camera to record video, I am happy with the shots that I did take. Video is on the way–I will have that available in… Continue reading Ghost Tokens: Inumbrating Pinnacle: in Pictures