Mrs. O’Malley from across the alley has another small job for my father to do which makes my mother

If you arrive too early at the public library and stand on the steps with Mabel till the doors open

Ruth’s at an age where she’s happy to sit in the sun under a patio umbrella and watch a line of ants

Every evening, up in my rooom, I try to finish a poem but Chicago is hot and it’s better outside,

They’re the oldest couple my wife and I know and we’re no pups either. Peter out for a walk leans on his cane often

I told my guest it’s just a poem doesn’t mean a thing a salad tossed with colors bright

You can’t vote for him and you can’t vote for her and you can’t vote for the others you’ve never heard of. The others may not be as odd

River rafting in Montana is a fine way to spend your vacation but it’s not the same as river rafting in Zimbabwe.

In your mind you hear words snarling all day long but no poem arrives. The words are locked

I like to watch master chefs on television do their thing. My favorite is Jacques Pépin when he has to chop an onion. No one chops an onion faster.

Forty years Leroy was a doorman at a nice hotel in a big city. He was a country boy the day he got the job because he was tall and the uniform fit, the manager s…

Next to me on the train going home to the suburbs is another guy stuck in a suit reading his paper, a normal-looking guy

Trumpelstiltskin is a fairy tale not written by the Brothers Grimm… It’s written every day by Fox and… America hears it every hour and half the nation loves it

Some say when daffodils shoot up Spring is here. It’s safe to put away your boots and shovels.

For years leprechauns lived under Pop’s fedora. They danced jigs on his head when he wore it and hid in his ears