Indian River
I had no idea
when I threw the mangrove seed,
wishing for brighter days,
clouds prowled over the mainland.
Perhaps my offering failed,
perhaps nothing could be done.
But...
2 teens in sundresses pushing a stolen shopping cart into the Bow River
time’s a runny egg yolk
always on brown toast
honey & oats
medieval peasant teachings...
Settled in the Gray
Dust weighs down the roomgiving an unfocused appearance, yetsomehow adding emphasisto the few items that remain:the soft table in front of...
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....
Losing Sight
You were the first person
I reached towards,
A single, shaking arm
Plunged into the thick
Fog of fresh grief.
You pulled me through
The first awful snow,
The first...
Morning Class in Washington, D.C.
A sparrow collides, fallsglass to concrete
Beak opens, body spasms.
A student looks:me, bird, back.
She wants instructions.
Touch the birdto do what?
Stun it...
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...
Feathers in a Folktale
The rabbi told the gossipto rip open a pillowand release the feathersto the wind.
“Now bring them back,”the rabbi ordered.“Every single one.”
Scattered...
POULTICEWhen you have looked elsewherefor answers—the spider’s web,the empty hive, the rotted log,beneath the unturned stone—ask yourself what you haveneglected. Do not lamentthat what...
Violin Plays
She holds on tight to bow and strings, yet,it is her body, curving and rounding,on inner caverns that gives musicits beginnings: Soaked in...