These the shonky first impressions of a sleepless scribe, seduced by the speech inflections of oddly anglicized tribes, on my second trip Down Under, soaking in antipodean sun, savoring the flavors of meat pies and bitter pints filling my mouth, staring at the ocean spilling over the horizon in the south, so blessed to be here, to see and hear and learn from the best of Melbourne. Bahia, Brazil - Candomble Chronicles. Buenos Aires, Argentina - Malbec Musings.

Among The Clouds With Danny Boy. Wednesday, December 23, 2009. With Christmas just a couple days away I feel the need to share. I wrote this poem yesterday and I have mixed feelings about it. When I write, it is whatever comes into my mind. Most of my poetry is not premeditated. I hope you have a warm and loving holiday, with all your friends and family with you. Merry Christmas , Dan. A gray day like today. Images flashing over a landscape.

Because poetry is about everything that has even the merest echo of beauty and fragility. Here is the blog that the bookstore I work at just started! They are an independent bookstore fighting the good fight against giants like Amazon. Follow them and share this if you like it! Originally posted on leftbankbooks.

Established 2006; consigned to shambling undeath since 2009. Tuesday, May 10, 2011. I mean, how do you write about a pretty darn okay. But what about the also-rans? But is Portal 2.