When You Get Them Laughing…

When You Get Them Laughing…

The last Tuesday in August, I was sitting at a sidewalk cafe in the neighborhood enjoying lunch with Ike and reading Coney Island of the Mind, I thought, for escape, when I read again “I Am Waiting.” Two days earlier I had written about the extended diagnostic testing period we have just entered and considered it likely that no one enters joyously such a long period of waiting (see “Waiting II”). Ferlinghetti’s poem had been lying in wait. With it came the best sort of serious-funny surprise and a connection to so much beyond the two of us. read more

An Imagined Divide

An Imagined Divide

For an engaging read about the pilot program putting poetry into the life of Harborview Medical Center, see this July 5th article in the Seattle Post-Intelligencer. read more