Author Archives: Dale Hobson

Grateful for April

Posted on April 8, 2017 by Dale Hobson

The long tail of winter is tough on me, not least because I never know when it is done having its fun. And this winter has been tougher than most, one of relentless tumult in the country and the world — … Continue reading →

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Listen: The many twists of “The Family Plot”

Posted on March 23, 2017 by Dale Hobson

I had a nice surprise in my office mailbox the other day, a CD of a live performance of a song made by Barb Heller from one of my poems, “The Family Plot,” recorded at Pickens Hall in Heuvelton, NY … Continue reading →

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After the Mardi Gras

Posted on March 4, 2017 by Dale Hobson

Like many church-goers these days, even at age 63 I find myself on the younger end of the pew in my congregation. The season of Lent began on Wednesday and I have to confess that the practice of giving up … Continue reading →

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January Light

Posted on January 7, 2017 by Dale Hobson

Woke to the whirr of the furnace this morning. The weather page tells me it’s in the low single digits, and looking out the kitchen window I squint into the glare of a bluebird sky blasting back from a dusting of … Continue reading →

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December Light

Posted on December 17, 2016 by Dale Hobson

The winter solstice is soon upon us — the dark of the year — and for many, the dark of a difficult year. And yet, the biggest celebrations come with the end of the year, too. It makes a useful … Continue reading →

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Happy to Be Here Now

Posted on November 19, 2016 by Dale Hobson

It’s been a tough year to follow the obits, a tough year period. No sooner do I get my head around one human-shaped hole in the universe, than “another man done gone”—or woman. Too much loss, too much worry, too … Continue reading →

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October Light

Posted on October 28, 2016 by Dale Hobson

My recent Adirondack Center for Writing residency allowed me to complete drafts of the five remaining poems in my “Light Year” series, exploring the qualities of light in each month of the year, and to do some revision work on … Continue reading →

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Tie in My Pocket

Posted on October 25, 2016 by Dale Hobson

I’ve been a fellow at the Adirondack Center for Writing’s Anne LaBastille Writing Residency down in the mountains for the last two weeks. Here is one poem to come out of that excellent and intensive program. Tie in My Pocket … Continue reading →

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“Whole mind gone heron”

Posted on May 14, 2016 by Dale Hobson

We all have one special thing that is the real sign of spring for us. It might be the first trillium, the first lilac. For me, it’s the first heron. Here’s a new poem from a moment long ago when … Continue reading →

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Your life as explained by Ouspensky

Posted on February 1, 2016 by Dale Hobson

My friend Allen Hoey was fascinated with the esoteric multiverse philosophies of Gurdjieff and his follower, the mathmetician Ouspensky. Here’s a primer, as best I understand. Your life as explained by Ouspensky Every choice in life splits you in two– the … Continue reading →

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