Stargazer
Another older poem… We used to run through the orange grove eyes shut tight, arms churning, trying to think like …
Monthly Archives: April 2020
Eulogy Owed
An older poem reposted… I owe you a eulogy. There wasn’t the chance to see you leave, to hold you …
Goodbye to the Cross Court Topspin Lob
After Bob Hicok The cartilage is gone. I am left with some unfinished poems, a stack of books and a …
Journey
After Stanley Kunitz Ambition grieved, history stagnated, it was a ruinous time. My heart became a stone, a stuttering rock …
Storm
After Mark Strand Misfortune arrives on heavy wooden wings The chosen few can pass this night of gales floating in …
Meanwhile
Gray is the shade of the day, it settles over everything, a fine dusting of dull light. The streets are …
A Piece of the Blizzard
Mystery Not one to be solved but to be lived. It is certainly that, and something else, something we want …
Patience
There is snow in April. The birds and squirrels are staying under cover. I can only think in short bursts …
Solidarity
Laughter occurs sporadically, a bit forced through tight lips and tensed jaw. It comes laced with guilty pleasure and rebellion. …
Too Much…
Indecision Not sure what to do next, I may do nothing as if that were an actual option, but doing …
Poetry on the run 