A Poet's Double Life

For poets working outside the literary world.


Poet in the City: Chicago

It’s been one of those weeks again! From Sunday to Thursday, I attended a professional conference on the non-literary side with over 3,000 attendees from every state and a few international observers. I arrived in Chicago on Sunday and took tons of pictures on the architectural boat tour, but didn’t feel comfortable downloading the images on my work laptop until now. (I like to keep the careers separate. It’s the Wallace Stevens in me). After the tour, I took myself out to dinner at P.J. Clarke’s while I waited for the 8:20 showing of Beasts of the Southern Wild. (Believe me, the cucumber martini looked as good as it tasted, and the potpie wasn’t bad either). Wednesday was the only other day I had time to see the city. I walked from McCormick Place to the Adler Planetarium along the Lake Shore trail. Two miles and 40 minutes later, I was happy to sit in a cool, dark room and veg out in front of the stars. Chicago is such an inspiring place.  No wonder Carl Sandburg wrote a whole poem about it!  In my next post, I’ll share a few of my own city-inspired poems.

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Poet in the City: Charlotte, North Carolina


My poet self never goes on vacation. She sees the beauty of the empty streets of Uptown Charlotte, finds the quotes posted on concrete columns, stands in awe of the foggy skyline, discovers artwork, converses with a queen, and seeks the truth along her path.

“Books are meat and medicine and flame and flight and flower, steel, stitch, cloud and clout, and drumbeats on the air” ~ Gwendolyn Brooks
“Many a book is like a key to unknown chambers within the castle of one’s own self.” ~Frank Kafka

Uptown Charlotte Skyline in Morning Fog

Uptown Charlotte Skyline from Spirit Square

Art installation in front of Carillon Tower on Trade Street

Mural in front of Spirit Square

“If reading one good book is fun, reading four must be quadruple the pleasure. Two hardcovers and two paperbacks carelessly snuggle about me in the hammock.”

Queen Charlotte in Her Garden

49 Seconds to Cross

Train Crossing Sign on 6th Street

Public Art @ ImaginON

Speak the Truth @ ImaginON

Seek the Truth @ ImaginON

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