Interstate Most take the ramp for common needslike heeding nature’s urgent call.No matter where the journey leads,though, for some reason exit all, Like getting out to...

geometric pattern, untroubled how long traced out there on the marble floor in paradise—where we have just arrived our object–we are again reminded was to love and be fully...

Merton in East Asia Those daysthat carried him never carried himfar enough Thomas Merton foresawhis death in a vision and still flew to Thailandon a speaking tour An accidentalcrown...

WITH ME AND THE STARS No one can tie down the stars in one place, my father said as he explained how the summer constellations were different from...

Limerence“The heart writes in indelible ink”~Steve Almond, “Ecstasy” I followed you out west,when I was in despair—you took me back, reluctantly.We spent the winter in...

As Moon Beams Fade The tiger prowls at night, hunting moon beams as its prey. Wandering apparitions sail the darkness, searching for a place to rest. Landing past dawn,...

So Much was Possible Then— ...

Found Poem in Christmas LetterFrom a Former Blond Bombshell Our abilities shrink daily.Dave is on his walker.I am on oxygen.We are often cranky. Goldenrod I saw my...

An Introduction I was born from the undertow of empire,tides of death that surge and recede. I was born in a tent made of papers,in countries...

Dead End Life’s routine is like a straightaway on a country roadOn and on, beyond our sight, it continuesand sometimes looking down that road makes...