spend your time  and heal thyself  then the world  waning such limited time  our warming gift  small hands pressed into clay  art but a reflection  the way they once moved  --and grasped T....

Bellevue Library I remember this library as hiddenin trees, perched on the hillside,pierced by birdsong. I looked out from the second floorto see the oak trees,...

Brussel Sprouts in the Pandemic As we kneelin this galaxyof lost stars, the imprintof our handsin the earth remains.The virus is spreading,and yet we plantedBrussel sproutsyesterday— and mustard greens.And...

Metamorphosis No one asks the caterpillar.Survival has selected her destinylong before she swallowsher first lush, trembling leaf--sending her, impelling herto commit herselfwillingly,even eagerlyto the tiny...

DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE FROM MY FORMER SELF I lost everything:the contours of the body I knewthe housethe identity of wife/motherhalf of a couplea name that...

After a night of therapeutic bottle and blunt passing He wakes on earth at 5AM In a lumpy bed He goes to the airport in his overalls Brandishing...

Green* Fleshy limbs fingerpaint the sky That wondrous joy of life bedecked in emerald sheaves Parasols twirling, swirling overhead Shade from a beaming sun Meal for all things living Red Cavorting...

I walked today in Wilmington. No Biden sightings, but I had a most perfect look at a Cooper's hawk --the best of all my years of...

I wouldn’t say I have a brown thumb.Fresh green weeds spring up where I garden,infiltratingthe flowering natives. I cultivate a wild look,but when does the...

I Want Better I want better. I find this double mindedness debilitatingAnd I am hating the outcomes that I see I want to flee from realityBecause of...