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David Lee, Mine Tailings (Boulder, UT: Five Sisters Press, 2019), 79 pages. David Lee was formerly the poet laurate of Utah and has been affectionally referred to as “the Pig Poet.” About the time I was leaving Utah, Lee … Continue reading
Category Archives: Poetry
The 2020 baseball season was scheduled to kickoff this past weekend. Unfortunately, it has been postponed due to the current pandemic. So here is a poem I wrote this weekend (you can even listen to it–how neat is that) along … Continue reading
Francis Wilhoit was born in 1920. He was a little younger than my grandmother, and he died a number of years before her, in 2010, at the age of 90. I never met him (as far as I know), but … Continue reading
Granddaddy Faircloth Christmas Day, 1966 Jeff Garrison I’m now ten years older than you were when I snapped that photo, a nine year old boy on Christmas morning with his new camera, a Kodak Instamatic. It took some persuasion for … Continue reading
A little over a month ago, I attended the closing session of the Pat Conroy festival. Most of the events were held in Beaufort, SC, but the closing one was held in Bluffton, which is just across the river a … Continue reading
I spent last week at a church camp at the Ebeneezer Retreat Center near Rincon, Georgia. I led the outdoor activities for the youth, which included taking the middle and high school youth on a canoe trip. While they … Continue reading
This blessing was read at the end of worship yesterday, June 9th, as we honored Hazel for all she has done for our community. In the afternoon, the Landings Association held a reception for Hazel at the Sunset Room at … Continue reading
A blessing for Walt and Carol Walt and Carol, when you first came here, I am sure you had no idea what this place would hold: the joy and laughter, the celebration of holidays, the seriousness of the study of … Continue reading
For the last few years I have been a part of a writer’s group, the Peacock Guild, that meets in the childhood home of Flannery O’Conner. Every year we hold a public reading on a Sunday afternoon. It’s the last … Continue reading