Poem: Old photo
pouty boy with a big gun —the “boy” was then 47— do you know what that’s for? Can you hunt? —not just in Whole Foods— Can you defend? —not just your ego— Do you disavow that image? —or secretly delight in it— toy soldiers in your mind I’ll tell...
Poem: Lapis
azure gloss gold-flecked sacred stone of another world bombed and shattered what must be hidden –truths too close to home— or lies exposed let the lioness run free again in our bricked wilderness an inner Eden if only we dare dream...
Poem: Waiting for the Flowers to Show
hellebores taunt me the verge of opening up to shine in winter’s light so close… yet still guarded against the chill maybe my impatience is a mirror my own heart like the hidden stamens there but closed off not yet for display waiting for warmer spring shine safety from...
Poem: Old flame
To think I once loved you —impossible!— but I did or the person I once was did Another place old poems in old notebooks old songs I once sang I cringe now, my face red with shame But you never knew that word —you still don’t— but I did...