Life begins at forty (a poem for Jacob)

I write this post to wish the happiest of happy birthdays to my brother in all but genetics Jacob Edward Kulp who today reaches two score years.  The day that I turned around in 10th grade biology and asked you about the strange card game you were shuffling has altered the entire course of my life. Without …

Daily Matins — a liturgical breakfast poem

A poem about liturgical routines when one wants to eat bacon instead of pray. Sometimes, it's the only commitment I can keep each day.