Sunday, March 10, 2019

Glimmer

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From Pam Houston's book Deep Creek: Finding Hope in the High Country , © 2019, pp. 78-79. "I have always believed that if I pay s...
Sunday, November 19, 2017

I Light a Candle

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I light a candle. I light a candle with a violent abrasive scratch of sand on powdered glass, a ripping open of the dark, a hissing ex...
Monday, March 06, 2017

Church of the Running Water

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On most Sundays I would make every effort to go to church. MY church. Though initially deathly afraid of quicksand  upon moving from Colo...
Saturday, February 11, 2017

The Gypsy and the Poet

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"YOU!!!!" he bellowed. "It's YOU!! The Gypsy! There she is!! The  GYPSY!!! " Suddenly he is high-powered sprinting t...
Thursday, December 15, 2016

Upon Witnessing the Upside-Down-Car-Skid

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{This was originally written as a post on Facebook on November 17, 2016. The year, and particularly the month of November, has left so many...

When a Professional Musician Is Asked to Play for Free

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{This was originally written as a Facebook post on October 26, 2016. As of this writing, it has received over two dozen relieved respon...
Thursday, July 07, 2016

Same Same, But Different - An Ode to Our Changing Harp World

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This story was written shortly after attending  the 2015  Somerset Harp Festival , where  I led workshops and represented the Jazz Harp Fo...
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Friday, December 04, 2015

Get Off the Boat

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So very very dark.  Decades have been spent on this very white prow. Pulling, heaving, gasping, weeping.  Alone.  You can’t reme...