Author: Ron Koertge

I love this quote from RWE:” . . . days come and go like muffled and vague figures sent from a distant, friendly party, but they say nothing and if we do not use the gifts they bring, they carry them away...

I’m part of a lot of poetry readings in the L.A. area. Sometimes I perform, sometimes I just listen. I was at one the other night where I read with some old friends. It was an unlikely setting: a restaurant/bar with a...

This really belongs under Cheryl’s post about memory but it’s a little long. Here’s the skinny — I don’t want to remember what I’ve written. At all. I like to come to yesterday’s pages...

Don’t worry. I’m not going to try and answer that question. In fact, it’s just the title of a Kim Addonizio poem that I love and that I recently happened onto. Here it is w/out it’s title — I want a...

As a sidebar to the blog tour I took for NOW PLAYING, people contact my publicity gals to see if I want want to write something else. Like 500 words on censorship. Sure, why not. This isn’t that piece, of course. This is a...