Taffy
My heart is salt water taffy. Salty, sweet, sticky. Comes in a colorful box often found in the bargain bin of a gift soft by the hermit crabs. Come buy as...
Ed. Note: Another in our series of poems by writers who participated in Arlington Writers Resist.
My anthem is the serenade of birds,
sung without regard...
A few years ago I was asked by a non-profit organization to dance Isadora Duncan's Marseillaise at one of their events. The problem was that The Marseillaise is a lost choreography! There are no pictures or video from performance.
Captives
Life and time have held us captives— turnedThe moon an imposter in the affairs of the night.
The justice-chirping canaries of yesterday have buriedTheir preaching...
WITNESSING PHOTOSYNTHESIS
My partner ina sturdy flowerpot.
She trips the lightfantastic, into all life.
Comets arcuniverses, for her.
Waves entwine like wreathsto holidays, for her.
A sturdy flowerpotwalks out...