Shadows and light crossing the fields this morning fills me with abundance. Although ethereal, moving through the je’n sais quoi of slanting light and rolling hills offers resilience through this land of sacred geometries,...Read More
The risen sun is hidden clouds dark and dense the air saturated and heavy no creature is stirring but a lone man in swimming shorts walking through his garden the long grass soaking his feet as he inspects his resilient flowers...Read More
Once a modest home by the river rented out by the Park Service then not rented, then abandoned to neglect and weather and rodents then torn down, turned to trash the trash trucked to a dump leaving behind a blighted scar by the...Read More
I don’t see them If I did I’d scream scat And poke them with a pitchfork. I sometimes hear them Caterwauling in the dark Not exactly the scat of Ella Those vandals in my yard Attacking my bird feeders Spilling seed,...Read More
Barry and Alex strutted down the street, arms swinging, buoyed by the smoke bombs and bang snaps bulging in their pockets. For them, the sidewalk was for stepping on the curb and pretending to dance a tightrope. Cars beeped at...Read More
When I was a child, I talked of childish things and so believed everything I was told, faith a matter of trusting all I had to do was ask, no idea that love is not a blanket but instead the will to survive the clashing gongs and...Read More
My evening peters out by nine, then wakes to prowl where the darkness meets the dawn, that part of night most don’t know about, fail to understand, cannot appreciate for rolling over, pulling covers tighter for that short time...Read More
I have done at least One thing perfectly In my life I have faked my man Gone up in the air and Gotten nothing by net Perfect Now I write poetry And now no matter How happy I am With a poem It is never perfect It can always be...Read More
Somebody once said graveyards are filled with indispensible men—the same is true for indispensible women. I was indispensible once but that was when women in trouble came to me with coat hangers. Yes, in my own mind I was...Read More
Breathing in, you can’t go deep enough. If you drilled through the ocean, through the sandy bottom, through the liquid rock at the core of the Earth, it wouldn’t be deep enough. Breathing out, you can’t spread wide enough. You...Read More
There’s not a person here, ourselves included, who has any idea of how to proceed. There are no steps that guarantee our children won’t be Nazis or buffoons. A careful diet and regular exercise won’t preserve a body dragged...Read More
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