Happiness. It's relative.
Posted on June 19, 2018 by Jan Wilberg
Poetry, because it is so precise and chiseled, can tell stories and convey ideas that otherwise would take volumes. We are educated about the past in many ways. Poetry, especially this exquisite poetry, is one of those ways. I offer two poems by Rita… Continue Reading “In honor of Juneteenth Day”
Category: WritingTags: Enslaved People, Juneteenth Day, poetry, Rita Dove, slavery
Posted on June 11, 2018 by Jan Wilberg
AM radio Motown slick singing snapping Hip girl window moon
Category: Friday Round-UpTags: Detroit, haiku, Motown, poetry, Radio music, The 60's
Posted on February 13, 2018 by Jan Wilberg
Roux the day bacon Iron skillet peppered black We’re properly bisqued ____________________ Photo by Leonard Alcira on Unsplash
Category: WritingTags: Fat Tuesday, haiku, Mardi Gras, poetry
Posted on January 8, 2018 by Jan Wilberg
Brown paper bag, full High-heeled boots spilling, those days Thick-soled boots, laced up ______________________ Photo by Robert Nelson on Unsplash
Posted on November 26, 2017 by Jan Wilberg
Build smaller fires Less wood, less ash, tidiness Be bright and humble
Category: Aging in AbundanceTags: expectations, haiku, philosophy, poetry
Posted on October 28, 2017 by Jan Wilberg
Windowsill’s stone hearts Each with its pocket story Collected for rain
Category: WritingTags: haiku, Lake Superior, poetry
Posted on October 15, 2017 by Jan Wilberg
The lightness of boys In seaweed bundles carried Brother algebra
Category: Marriage, Family, Dogs, and CatTags: haiku, poetry
Posted on September 6, 2017 by Jan Wilberg
Well dry, exhausted Stop digging, stop looking down Go find wild green weeds ____________________ Photo by Ilnur Kalimullin on Unsplash
Posted on August 25, 2017 by Jan Wilberg
Other people have hummingbirds They know things I don’t know Magic they read in books, their mothers’ notes I lost those chapters They have other secrets Instructions pasted in scrapbooks, songs All the words to every verse I heard them once on the radio… Continue Reading “Flutter”
Category: WritingTags: hummingbirds, poetry
Posted on August 17, 2017 by Jan Wilberg
I own a handsaw I bought it at the hardware It hangs on a hook


What happens here on Red's Wrap is all over the map. There is no single theme, no overarching gripe, no malady of my own or others that dominates. I write about what seems important or interesting at the moment and what aims me toward hope. I write stories, essays, poems - whatever fits the day and the mood. Nothing stays the same, here or anywhere. That's a good thing. Happiness. It's relative.
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