Back to School with Some Music to Keep on Learning

Whew, where did the summer go?! With days shortening perceptibly now. And, while the heat is on in too many parts of the world and in our own backyards in many parts of the U.S.—with wildfires and flooding—let’s chill out for a spell and enjoy some music. One way or t’other, let music ring. HopeContinue reading “Back to School with Some Music to Keep on Learning”

Nearly “Normal,” Whatever That Is

In this summer of the Omicron BA5 variant, I’m sure I’m not alone in wondering, “What happened to the ‘new normal?’” We’re getting there, but this dastardly virus isn’t done with us yet. Yes, the death rate isn’t as staggering as with the past viral variations. And, yes, hospitalizations are down significantly for the mostContinue reading “Nearly “Normal,” Whatever That Is”

Strolling Down Memory Lane with My Oldest Friend

I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again. And again. No doubt until I die: I am a fortunate woman. And this playlist post celebrates one of the reasons I have been so blessed in my life: friendship. This playlist celebrates my oldest continuing friendship, one that dates back to spring of 1965, when IContinue reading “Strolling Down Memory Lane with My Oldest Friend”

Two Friends, Two Fine Non-Fiction Finds

I first met Dan Giancola in August 2018, thanks to an introduction by his longtime friend and fellow poet William Heyen who’s one of my closest friends and a fellow neighbor in the Village of Brockport where I make my home. I became an instant fan of Dan’s poetry and a new friendship blossomed. DanContinue reading “Two Friends, Two Fine Non-Fiction Finds”

Shaking Hands

In my previous blog, “The Hands of a Poet, the Hand of a Poet,” I issued my readers a challenge:  Write a 50-word piece in any genre—flash fiction, poetry (haiku, tanka, etc. welcome), memoir—that tells the story of the photograph. The most moving response came from my sister-in-law, Patti Bourne, who lives in Lyons, NY.Continue reading “Shaking Hands”

Taking It to the Limit for Springtime

Ahhh, Spring is just around the corner and no doubt you’re seeing signs of it everywhere, even if a new blast of snow is due to blast through. In the north, daffodils are beginning to show their faces and the raucous calls of migrating flocks of Canada geese fill the skies. Here in Florida, it’sContinue reading “Taking It to the Limit for Springtime”

A Dirty, Damp Dish Rag of a Book

Meh, meh, and more meh. I can’t recall when I was last so disappointed in a book, but Editors Hillary Jordan and Cheryl Lu-Lien Tan’s Anonymous Sex supposedly erotic anthology was so disappointing it was almost disturbing—I’d been conned. Last week Numero Uno called me, asked if I’d seen the morning New York Times bookContinue reading “A Dirty, Damp Dish Rag of a Book”

Merry, Merry from Lover’s Key

Temporarily suspend the laws of reality. ~Craig Hordlow, “These Dreams” “‛Oh my,’ said the woman sitting on a large dry platform contemplating her impending and near-violent plunge into a vast ocean of tumbling wetness,” writes the writer prone to metaphorically-driven lines. For she’s penning a fairy tale about a water sprite or a mermaid orContinue reading “Merry, Merry from Lover’s Key”

My Body the Guitar – Now Available Worldwide

My Body the Guitar by Karla Linn Merrifield is a poetry book inspired by guitars, guitarists, and their music. It is slated for publication in December 2021 from Before Your Quiet Eyes Publications Holograph Series, a press in Rochester, NY, USA. It’s destined to be a fat book, one with three parts. In “Part I,Continue reading “My Body the Guitar – Now Available Worldwide”

Meet “Bro,” My Blues Baby-to-Be

Talk about forward thinking: In April 2023, I will be delivered a custom-built classic blues guitar whom I’ve already named Bro—my fourth sweetie who will join Boner, my Martin 000GT16; Bhalz, the electric AVA Guitars Bloody Pearl; and Boy, a Fender Stratocaster. Yes, a long two-year wait for Bro to be sure, but one thatContinue reading “Meet “Bro,” My Blues Baby-to-Be”