Poetry
At Blue Mountain
Two loons on a lake in the evening fog, air thick with it, pale water…
Poetry
Gratitude
Joy, my Life Mystery, my Partner Belonging, my Love Narrowness, my Encounter Fear, my Poison…
Poetry
Licorice Amen
My grandmother gave me licorice as sacrament, a rite of passage when I was five.…
Poetry
An Ode to Silent Poets
You see the precious gift of ordinary things as Pablo Neruda did, but need no…
Poetry
The Stone of Heaven
Here, where the rivers dredge up the very stone of Heaven, we name its colors—…
Poetry
To My Sonic Toothbrush
The caress of his soft bristles, scalloped for deep, pleasurable, cleaning, sonic waves pulsating, thirty-one…
Poetry
Solstice
These are dark times. Rumors of warrise like smoke in the east. Droughtwidens its misery.…
