From the ether
Late in the afternoon that day, as the low sun pierced the leaves like a thousand glimmering stars, each of …
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Be it ever so
The light that morning came through a crack in the ceiling with me squatting over a pool, fed by some …
6/24
we lay here in our pod the world screams crazy past you ask, ‘What is the world?’
From the contemplatives
From silence doors open — sometimes far off ringing, sometimes mute throbbing, sometimes rambling voices of ancestors, or strangers tapping …
On watching fish and light
i. The light of our fire straining up these walls brings me back. Far away from my brothers, I followed …
Why is the woman with the dreadlocks looking away?
It came to me in a flash as I saw your black body escaping past the marsh, the others turned …
My Cro-Magnon friend responds to William Stafford
Catch and let go, leaves take the light. I let them wander into my hand, praise the breeze that flits …
I heard the screen door slam
I heard the screen door slam in my head, not angry, just lazy — the workaday world suffocates in the …
On poetry and knowing things
Today a child tossed a white stone into green water. As it sank, it turned pale green, then darker green …
Intimacy
What I always wonder in a place like this is how many people have walked this ridge before, over how …
Poems from in between 