Tag Archives: Everglades

Why I Need Poetry

Summer rains come every day in southwest Florida.  The low-lying area of my back yard transformed into a tiny wetlands about two months ago.  This morning, as I sit here and wonder what strange message has compelled me to this … Continue reading

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Return of Daughter of Blog

I changed my mind. The old blog posts stay. I read through them and decided to continue the saga although I realized a few loose ends need to be tied up before I continue with the next chapter.  I’ll address … Continue reading

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Hope and Curiosity Compel Us Forward

“Um, sorry.  No offense, but, I like don’t care at all about your struggle to find a husband. What really interests me is the dude hunting the Skunk Apes.” Yeah, man.  I know.  It’s November, and I’m sitting in Steve … Continue reading

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A Few Short Notes Reflecting Upon Watching My Friend Get Pulled into the Water

Yesterday, I had a logical but rather bizarre experience on my tour, and I want to talk about it.  Here’s what happened: a 9-foot female alligator bit John on the tongue of his snake boot and dragged him shin deep … Continue reading

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Part II (The Connections): I End Up in the Closet with Uncle Herb

In my last blog, I introduced you to Uncle Herb, a Vietnam medic who re-enacted the splattering of napalm on my face by popping me in the jaw.   Along with his effective teaching methods, he also has a gigantic … Continue reading

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I Am In Love With Everything

“Liverpool is a bunch of thieves,” I’m told by a darling 23-year-old British guy as we are driving home from the Everglades.  We’ve had a red letter day for a tour, and all of us are high on endorphins from … Continue reading

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THIS Theater is the Absurd One.

When I was in grad school, the comprehensive exam reading list included Edward Albee’s essay, “Which Theatre is the Absurd One?”  Albee, one of America’s iconic playwrights, wrote the essay in 1962 as an invective against the label “theatre of … Continue reading

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