Just a little note to let you know I have the great honor of being spotlighted by John Hayes on his excellent blog Robert Frost's Banjo today, as part of his weekly series, "Writers Talk". He has also been generous enough to post three of my poems on his new blog Writers Talk.
John is an accomplished musician and a very talented writer His latest book of poetry, The Spring Ghazals is now available for purchase on Lulu or Amazon. I was lucky enough to spend an afternoon with John, or Jack, as he's sometimes called, and uses as his pen name, when he stopped by the manor earlier this year, on his trip to the east coast. I'm sure he will never forget the most vile cup of coffee I served him, since the manor coffee maker was on the blink that day. I would venture to say, if it didn't add hair to his chest, it certainly kept him awake until he made it all the way back to Idaho. I hope he has forgiven me. Pop over and visit his very professional and informative blog. I guarantee you'll want to add it to your regular list of bloggy reads.
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Thursday, December 9, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
mr. banjo visits the manor

Well, guess who meandered up the drive to Willow Manor, all theway from the great state of Idaho? None other than the sweet JohnHayes, from Robert Frost's Banjo! He is making his way through the country, towards the east coast, stopping here and there to visit friends and family. Not only is John a great musician, he is a very talented poet, as well. Just last week, I was lucky enough to win a copy of his latest book, The Days of Wine and Roses, available for purchase over at his blog.
It's always a bit on the surreal side, meeting someone from the blog world; someone you know so much about, but have never actually met in person. We had a very pleasant afternoon, chatting about all things bloggy and poetical, and even took a wee spin over to my favorite second hand bookstore. Yes, the one with the creaky hardwood floors.
from 'A Few More Fold-Out Postcard Sonnets',
The Days of Wine and Roses
India ink spruce trees up on the hill it
could be anywhere watching the sunset's
locomotive crash into the swamp with its
refrigerators & rowboats & slightly effeminate
ferns & a black wool blanket overrun with
beetles & ladybugs & a snapshot of Jane with
a peach pie & a thermos It could be
anywhere anytime September 2 1988 Albemarle
County VA like a porcelain full moon that looks like
a magnolia blossom sprouting from a caboose that's
rattling & hooting through heaven like a
tugboat chugging through water lilies &
Marlowe's just now dropping a line to the past stating
If you miss the train I'm on you will etc
Jack Hayes

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