An MC Bar? In South Dakota? Well, hell yes I’m stopping! Best burger I’ve had in…well, my life. Joanne, the owner makes the buns from...

For those of you who have asked for more screen time from me… https://youtu.be/CazewoDjp4E

Writing is a lonesome act filled with hazards. Okay, not life and death hazards like bullfighting or stunt piloting. But hazards...

Make it a Double is Randall McNair's second book of poems and adopts a solid, belligerent attitude from the start, with a poetic...

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Sorry to leave y’all high and dry over the holidays. As many (i.e., none) of you know, as a result of my hard living, I was recently...

Oops, I didn’t again...post that is. Tsk tsk, shame on me. What kind of a writer do I think I am, anyway? Oh, that’s right...this kind....

Sorry, yet again, for failing to live up to the title of this series of posts. And sorry, also, for today’s post which did not originate...

So, it would appear that I am a creative failure, as I have been unable to maintain my desired poem-a-day pace. But, as I am quite...

Again with the prompt poem? Yes, again. This one was from a Twitter prompt (or series/week of prompts, actually) by @whimysticalgirl....

Sorry for failing you yesterday. What can I say? I reckon it’s not the first time a poet has left you hanging. And knowing myself as I...

So...I was reading Billy Collins’s Whale Day earlier this week and enjoying his witty, unique worldview, before stopping after ”Me First”...

Well friends, Dispatches from the Swinging Door Saloon has come quite a long way...from a series of ramblings scribbled on cocktail...

This one is an homage to the Japanese tradition of haiku, a form that Billy Collins is quite familiar with. For those of you who are not...

Sorry for the onslaught of poems derived from this single poem, Sonnet, by Billy Collins, but once I’ve tasted the sweet nectar of the...

This one also pairs nicely with yesterday’s “Sonnet” video, in that it, like Billy’s sonnet, uses the words on the page to count down...

This “love poem” is the result of countless hours sitting on a barstool at the Swinging Door Saloon. It is as sonnet as sonnet can be...