From Mystery Cave State Park
It is dark in the cave today…Self DefenseAfter Margaret AtwoodUnder the cracked whipWe build elaborate defensesagainst the bicker of our …
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A Language of Hope
Light morning mist coats roses.Mrs. Rafferty hangs washing inhope of better things to come.The day holds my own hopes,searching for …
Bee Watching
I said yes in Aprilto Arizona,to cactus flowersand Joshua trees.The crocuses had justopened their mouthsto the first Yes!of spring. Some …
Ammunition
There’s an oppressive amount of stuff in my garage.It is opulently overstuffed — grotesque even —in its betrayal of my …
All the Way Home
Studs Terkel: “Working is about the search for daily meaning as well as daily bread, for recognition as well as …
Twinkle Twinkle I Love You
“Theology is the art of making simple things incredibly complicated, while pretending to make them perfectly clear.” — AnonymousMy wife …
Common Purpose
Maggie Smith: “We are a chorus of voices, singing in the dark, trying to find the light.”You rub against the …
The Big Bang – A Love Story For My Wife
Albert Einstein: “Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.”There’s a story to tell about starlight,the passion play it …
Poetry of Other Worlds
The night sky:an avalanche of darkness.The ripening stars:splashes of light filled dust,flying islands of burning souls,frontiers at the beginning of …
No Inspiration
The sun is orange-red pumpkin-plump and ripe,as if to prove stardust isn’t inanimate.Clouds pied on the horizon, day’s embers.Crickets fill …
Poetry on the run 