Sojourn
An open boat crossing takes the kind of luckthat survivors must carry on their backs.Being from another place is a …
An open boat crossing takes the kind of luckthat survivors must carry on their backs.Being from another place is a …
TollThe wind rolls free for the taking.Jack pines complain, clouds curdle.The sun is a cardboard cutout,and we are silhouettes on …
For some Love is a monster in the closetwaiting in the darkness to pounce.For others Love is an angel guiding …
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 …