Leaving Lake Ella, I Discuss the
Lexicon of Loyalty with my Son
It’s not a perfect day but a day you unbuckle [...]
It’s not a perfect day but a day you unbuckle [...]
Beneath the blinding white sky, where glaciers calve and crash [...]
He comes down from the hills, from The craggy rock, [...]
For I was born, too, in the stunted winter of [...]
After Neil deGrasse Tyson, black astrophysicist & director of the [...]
So what if usefulness, thin as figment, but sturdier, sturdy [...]
For the ones who rescued refugees from the Aegean Months [...]
We knew he was coming he took his good and [...]
My tanka diary began with a wish to incorporate into [...]
Eight floors below our wide-open window As early summer sang [...]