I Love Inexpressibly These Streets of Boston

Wendall Phillips monument

116th Boston Marathon Finish line “I’ve run the Boston Marathon 6 times before. I think the best aspects of the marathon are the beautiful changes of the scenery along the route and the warmth of the people’s support. I feel happier every time I enter this marathon.”-Haruki Murakami
MA State House“Boston State-house is the hub of the solar system. You couldn’t pry that out of a Boston man if you had the tire of all creation straightened out for a crow-bar.”-Oliver Wendell Holmes
Holocaust Memorial
 “Boston is a tough and resilient town. So are its people. I’m supremely confident that Bostonians will pull together, take care of each other, and move forward as one proud city. And as they do, the American people will be with them every single step of the way.” –President Barack ObamaBoston skyline

“The sea returning day by day/ Restores the world-wide mart;/ So let each dweller on the Bay/ Fold Boston in his heart,/ Till these echoes be choked with snows,/ Or over the town blue ocean flows.”-From “Boston” by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Fenway Park

“When we lose at Fenway, we lose the sense that somebody sat here and watched Ted Williams hit.”- Bob Costas

Cambridge Harvard

“Harvard Square could feel like a party on a warm night, full of energy and privilege and promise.”-Geraldine Brooks in People of the Book

public gardenNorth End

“I love inexpressibly these streets of Boston over whose pavements my mother held up tenderly my baby feet.”-Wendall Phillips

Make Way For Ducklings


I Raise My Glass of Whiskey To You, Charles Bukowski

I was so graciously reminded by a blog I follow, The Roaring 20s,  that today would have been Charles Bukowski’s 90th birthday.  Bukowski happens to be one of my favorite poets and I keep his posthumously published collection, what matters most is how well you walk through the fire., on my nightstand.  I purchased the collection a few months ago when I made the decision that I needed more Bukowski in my life.  As I read through his poems, I placed post-it note after post-it note on pages that I wanted to remember (which turned out to be most of the pages).  I also kept a blank journal alongside the book and forced myself to write Bukowski-inspired poems after reading in an attempt to expand my body of work exponentially. 

 Coincidentally, in the week that I read Bukowski’s collection religiously, I also had the most intense dreams/nightmares.  Nightmare is probably too strong a word, but I did have pretty bizarre and intense dreams.  I even scrawled in my notebook, “Let’s see how many consecutive days these Bukowski-induced dreams will last!” 

In honor of Charles Bukowski on what would be his 90th birthday, it might seem like the appropriate time to share some of my Bukowski-inspired poems, but I wouldn’t subject you to that, dear reader.  Instead, I take this moment to raise my glass of whiskey to the poet! 

Bukowski's in Inman Square, Cambridge, MA. A great bar at which to celebrate the life and work of one Charles Bukowski.