Beautiful Sentence #10 ~ Wesley McNair

“…And you, my brother, though I have built the best house I can build for you to stop at last and rest in, you go on running.” -Wesley McNair, “My Brother Running”  

The Temple of Air Vacations in Maine

A delightful friend and colleague of mine, Deb Siegel, recently shared with me a sort of photo essay of the various places she sat and read The Temple of Air this past summer while she was visiting her family camp in the Belgrade Lakes district of Maine (think On Golden Pond.) I don’t think she will mind if […]

A Poem for the Way Home

DRIVING TO DARK COUNTRY by Wesley McNair ♦ Past where the last gang of signs comes out of the dark to wave you back and past telephone wires lengthening with the light of someone beyond the next hill just returning, a slow single line will take the eye of your high beam. Around you will […]

They Talk, We Listen ~ A Brief Collection of Author Interviews

Author interviews. I have to admit, I like them quite a lot. A glimpse into what makes them think, write, rewrite, enjoy life, and so on and so on. When I read of their concerns, their vulnerabilities, their insecurities, I recognize that the authors I admire are just people, people like me, maybe. And sometimes […]

On Loneliness, Friends, Tweets, Circles, and THE BOOK

I heard on NPR the other day that you can buy yourself followers on Twitter. True story. There is speculation that some of our “popular” politicians are doing just that. Stuffing the ballot box, in a way. And you know, I’d be lying if I said I don’t look at the following/followers numbers when I […]

McNair Named Poet Laureate

My half-brother, Wesley McNair, was recently named Maine’s Poet Laureate. On any given day in any given state, this honor is remarkable. But in a state where the governor (Governor LePage, the Republican perhaps best known for telling the NAACP to “kiss my butt”) cut the inaugural poem and choral music from his inauguration celebration […]