Nonet in Red
Sometimes I think my heart resembles a red tulip open to sun, dreaming dark red tulip dreams while hosting poetic lines on bright sunny days, closing at night to ponder…
Sometimes I think my heart resembles a red tulip open to sun, dreaming dark red tulip dreams while hosting poetic lines on bright sunny days, closing at night to ponder…
Every April my rational winter brain, is sent packing by spring light. My body seems to wish to sift the world solo. Skin gathers courage, gut relaxes, sinews tighten and…
I let the front yard go, thinking moss would take it, imagined a lush, green, spongy mattress, like in the Adirondacks, where my brother and I found wizard beds in…
On Life’s veranda We stood there, timid and unsure. What would the next day bring? On the canal, a swan, Her cob and cygnets foraged With an aimless plan. The…
I. Falling Looking out across the horizon, I imagine the American Empire itself enfolded in that stately snarl of purple clouds sailing toward me about to crash into sheer rockface.…
Just before the world got sick, before the black Johns Hopkins maps and Covid on the weather app, in a crowded Chinese restaurant a woman leaned sharply as if tugged …
Sci-fi Land There was a time when people could converse, go to the beach, frolic in sand and sea, play tennis, baseball, lacrosse, other sports, or show up on the…
By the stream, a mindless bird, a drab but red-eyed vireo, spends his days warbling ornate, candid messages. He broadcasts them into the wood, no thought of being understood. A…