24 Friday Apr 2026
Posted in poems
Thirty years my father labored in a film factory.There is no evidence he ever took a picture.There is a family …
I came across this poem by Pat Schneider, The Patience of Ordinary Things, and I want to share it with …
Knit 1 Purl 1The strands we weave to create the Life we have.They are corded by intimate familiarity,the conduit, braided …
Walking along with a head too full of nothing,out into a day that is too much of everything.A day made …
Peonies jitterbug in rhythm with the wind.Mondo grasses slam dance in their shaggy mohawks.I waltz out the door and into …
In the activity beneath the surface,below the conscious permission I give to thought,that is where I find the poetry, such …
Questions of Love …Is it in the genes? A behavior determined in our DNA?If it is wouldn’t we be better …
with a head full of cells and electricity,working hard to conjure some magic.Clouds reflect a gray light that coats rather …
Jangling along once again, shoes on my feet, words in my head,anthropology book in my earbuds…Thinking about the good old …
Poetry on the run 