Tag Archives: Scott Wannberg

Absent Friends: Radius, Volume Three

By Victor D. Infante These past few weeks, I have been preoccupied with my late friend Jack McCarthy. Jack was one of the best poets and people I knew, and I find his ghost speaking to me whenever I type. … Continue reading

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Where We Stand: Poetry, Legacy and Sorrow

By Victor D. Infante It would have been Erica Erdman’s birthday today, a fact the Internet has been reminding me of incessently. It’s a jarring little quirk of technology, this seeing the names and faces of dead friends appear unbidden … Continue reading

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Poem by A. RAZOR

for scott wannberg By A. RAZOR he rides off at the end before the credits roll like teardrops hey, man, like where you at with it? what gives? big heartedness is like a loch ness nessie all spellbound in these … Continue reading

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Good-bye to All That: Thoughts on Scott Wannberg’s Passing

By Carlye Archibeque By now the arts community is aware of the passing of poet Scott Wannberg. Word started being delivered yesterday morning, August 20th, by phone and internet and by the end of the day it seemed that the … Continue reading

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Poem by Robert Wynne

Stuck in Austin Traffic with the ghost of Scott Wannberg on I-35 South By Robert Wynne You notice that they renamed the lake. As if water didn’t have enough problems carrying the expectations of Christians on its shiny surface, now … Continue reading

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Poem by Rafael F.J. Alvarado

For Scott Wannberg By Rafael F.J. Alvarado At sometime this morning the world stopped dancing Not sure what time it was But it did If there is a heaven Saint Peter is dancing To the sounds of Scott’s word The … Continue reading

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Poem by Scott Wannberg

Sing One for Todd Moore By Scott Wannberg the mesa is full of sad howls tonight ride soft, gunslinger the moon is learning to shine sing one for todd moore the sage whispers they got the big barn dance at … Continue reading

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