So cold the sky

October 25, 2016

waves roll in, tossed over themselves by November winds that scrape surface up and over, up and over, coil under …

My window at night ix

October 7, 2015

no sound fuller than the wind tossing leaves up and over and against our window screen as we lie here, …

April 10, 2015

I dreamt of Franko last night; we slipped together easy, sighing hard, and watched an old woman die dancing bold …

January 19, 2015

Thinking of my old home and garden, I break into a hundred thousand shards of mirror, not quite identifiable, but …

July 21, 2014

Long hours staring
at the thin crevices of light.
So much more dark to study,

April 17, 2014

Forest floor beneath,
suspended within the green,

April 10, 2014

Towering hemlocks
surround an emerald pasture.
A small barn sits on the eastern end