i swim in a pool of memories – august 29, 2005
One of the untold secrets of parenthood is this; solitude is gone. If you’re not dealing with your child; feeding her, caring for her, rocking her to sleep; you’re definitely thinking of her pretty [...]
the return – june 3, 2005
I tossed a poem to the sea That took with it my questions And my voice. Like a slow ship It got lost in the spray. I asked it not to return Without having [...]
my first tape recorder – may 16, 2005
My First Tape Recorder I think in a way I'm lucky to have grown up in an era where a certain number of things have really changed in technology; nothing like my grandmother who [...]
the large piece of sea glass – may 10, 2005
On Sunday I was walking along the familiar strip of beach at the secret place. It was a beautiful, verdant day with so much promise of Spring. I was doing the usual - scoping [...]
one true thing – april 12, 2005
I was moving some books around on my shelves tonight and dropped one. I remembered that scene in “Next Stop Wonderland” where the book shop owner advises the woman to read something out of [...]
coleman hawkins on improvisation – march 2, 2005
I was cleaning out these old music magazines from the studio and I came across this ancient interview with Coleman Hawkins, widely considered one of the greatest jazz players ever. The interview is reprinted [...]