David Matthews Portable Bohemia

Beginning on April 16 essays and news summaries previously posted on the Portable Bohemia blog moved to David Matthews Portable Bohemia...

As the year gallops to a close it is time once again to take a deep breath and reflect on what I been up to, where it has taken me, and...

Wine Santa made a surprise delivery this morning! I did not see that coming. Trani and Candace are the best of the best. I called Trani...

Samuel Beckett liked his whiskey regularly. Toward the end of his life he had to forego alcohol for a time while being treated for a...

We can never wish family, friends, and the strangest among us happy holidays, Merry Christmas, Joyeux Noël, season's greetings too often....

I took the bus downtown and strolled through Pioneer Courthouse Square where the city's Christmas tree arrived on November 5 to be fitted...

In that glorious interval between retirement and pandemic I regularly ventured downtown to make the circuit of the Central Library,...

It has been quite a year. A year like no other. Unprecedented. Or has it? I wonder. It may be that what we have endured these past ten...

If my memory serves me well, I have spent every Christmas but one since Mom passed away in October 1997 with Trani and his crew in Tulsa...

The book stack these days consists of Jacques Barzun, From Dawn to Decadence: 500 Years of Western Cultural Life, Thomas Pynchon, Mason &...

Who can say where we will find ourselves when we muddle through this muck and on into the muck that lies beyond? Whatever may come to pass…

My nature, interests, and ambitions incline me to the solitary pursuits of reading, study, and literary endeavors, the poetry work, blog...

Late in the year I began to think of 2019 as the year of the rut. I followed my dreams into a ditch and dithered there. The data...

Christmas with the family never grows old. Once again we gathered in Tulsa. If my memory serves me well, I have made it every year but...

Independence Day dawned splendidly in my fair city of Portland. A good day for a run. Most days are. If Facebook is to be trusted, Tulsa...

Yesterday was a good day for the 9-mile version of the waterfront loop. I set out at 7, a bit later than usual for the Saturday run but...

Thursday was a long day in airports and on planes...but, hey, what are holidays without a little travel misadventure? Multiple rebooking...

The first full calendar year of retirement is in the books. The real work goes on as I try to keep faith with the dream of being a poet I...

Once again I am in Tulsa for holidays with the family. We kicked off the visit in classic fashion with a burger and a beer at McNellie's...

The days fly by, and the weeks. These days I have an awful sense that I am floundering with precious little to show for those days and...