2019, my Dad and coming back
2019 was a year that was filled with loss for me and my family – a dear aunt, my step …
Category Archives: Nature
Pond and Brook
I leave my Pond and Brook by the bedside, with its buzzing mayflies, fin-splashed surface, amoeba-soaked beach, and head downstairs, …
The hill faraway
The hill stands innocent as it always has – empty now, or perhaps drowsily crossed by weekend strollers. What is …
The history of my way through water
Does water remember as I make my way across her on this diagonal again? I clear a wake, paddles’ light …
Geraniums (revised, again)
It begins with the scent of geraniums, bitter and hard, and my grandmother telling me not to touch because she …
White rose in November blooming
as if you cannot wait for the snow, as if you open wide to remind us that November holds both …
Nighttime flight to London
i. you call it an expanse but I see the rivers, no whitecap flecks, just warp and weft of current …
It is no wonder
Is it a wonder that I am more drawn to watching the birds flit than to reading your words, again? …
Buddhista 2
You sit on the stump of the old willow where last stood a luxurious swaying, deep shade for hot summer …
Buddhista 1
I will buy for you a cedar box, red, fragrant when rain falls, broad and steady, and plant it near …
Poems from in between 