Author: Ron Koertge

I have no #*@#& idea what the word means. In poetry or in any other genre. I know what it used to mean to me — murky and irritating. Is Milton profound? Maybe, but the way he bullied his daughters into being his...

Buddy the Poetry Cat was happy to see me and he showed this by looking up when I came in the door, and then going back to sleep. Probably he was examining his life. He’s a big Henry James fan. There’s an interview...

I came back from a little trip up the coast a few days ago, read the posts I’d missed, and added a comment on one — a little afterthought about writing an entire novel in a very short time. Someone e-mailed me and...

I thought I’d go to the races (big surprise, huh?) and I wonder what everybody is up to for the 4th. In South Pasadena, there’s a dinky parade, hula hoop contests at the park with wall-to-wall geniality and a huge...

Czeslaw Milosz suggests that there is only one big theme for beginning writers, and that is humiliation. He says, ” . . . open the treasury of your unrevealed and unconfessed, even to yourselves, experiences. These are the...