Poetry
When I Am Asked
When I am askedhow I began writing poems,I talk about the indifference of nature. It…
Poetry
A Ritual to Read to Each Other
If you don't know the kind of person I am and I don't know the…
Poetry
The Wind, One Brilliant Day
The wind, one brilliant day, calledto my soul with an odor of jasmine. "In return…
Poetry
The Way It Is
There’s a thread you follow. It goes amongthings that change. But it doesn’t change.People wonder…
Poetry
The Traveling Onion
When I think how far the onion has traveledjust to enter my stew today, I…
Poetry
Obeying the Impulse
The world exists just fine withoutour appreciation. It is not for usthat the dandelions bloom…
Poetry
This Moment
I’m smiling becausea million possible alternativeswhich would have precludedthis moment we’re sharingdidn’t happen. Safe passage…
Poetry
The Task
It is a simple garment, this slipped-on world.We wake into it daily—open eyes, braid hair—a…
