

Poetry
If You Knew Yourself For Even One Moment
If you knew yourself for even one moment, if you could just glimpse your most…

Poetry
Sun Trail
Look. The poppiesthey are at it againexploding on thehills with their deepyellow flames andsupple hearts.…

Poetry
A Serious Frivolity
Savoring the substanceof existenceis a seriousfrivolity.Someone must do it. Someone must loveluminous hours when leavesmarry…

Poetry
Sometimes, I Am Startled Out of Myself,
like this morning, when the wild geese came squawking,flapping their rusty hinges, and something about…