Boulder Colorado, June Aubade A doe and two fawns, still spotted, amble into the back yard, browse flower beds, pass over portulaca,...

“hungry ghost the night” --Gregory Orr, from “After the Guest” The day departs quiet as hell, the briefest last moments of light. I have...

ABE LINCOLN NEVER MADE IT TO THE NBA Honestly, 6’4” Abe would have been a superstar center in Dale, Indiana, which is what that little...

Fire Nocturne Fire as the eyes of a dark crow that sits ...

Walking and there at my feet a dead bird newly fallen poised on its belly, its beak stuck into the grass as though this unblemished bird...

he wakes when the sun gets in his face like an animal looking for attention. 8am and the day is baking. on the floor bottles settle like...

David Cameron Sings the Brexit It’s envy of the past that does us in. High school promise unfulfilled: most likely to succeed, or sing,...

I like to start my day with a hot cup of coffee I pound down the coffee First thing I do every day as the dawning sun Lights up my...

WANDAWOOWOO LOUD I’ve trained my face to look calm, especially when fraught. My last lover said I’m peaceful. It’s funny how people can...

My father acceded to death after certain miscalculations. He received inferior instruction in an earlier mathematics, the same as all of...

The rain, at first, sounds like there’s someone tapping at the window, but the only one out there wanting in is my half of a reflection...

Silence roused us from our sleep, Once the blackout killed the clock And hushed the strangely soothing hum Of everyday appliances. We got...

Guilty I look like an unloved wife – brilliant diamonds circle my finger promise vows my heart is still trying to keep. In hotel bars men...

When Pat Boone bought in a fit of urgent love between an old man and old machine a Fairlane sedan still wore original mint green with...

Painting Flowers “Pinto flores para que así no mueren.” “I paint flowers so they don’t die.” -Frida Kahlo When I paint flowers they...

SEA FARER-1952 I once sailed paper boats in the flooded gutters of the boulevards of New Orleans Where the paved streets and shaded side...

Endangered Species After we watch a right whale— perhaps for the last time— flip and roll far beyond Sandy Neck Beach, we meet old...

The Blade he shaped knives with ash handles like the one that bends to the shape of her leg inside scarred boots gone on forty years now...

A yellow swallowtail flew directly into the spray this morning, as I watered my garden. It landed upside down in the mulch, pale side to...

Duckweed The smallest flowering plant. Last night, A full moon In the bedroom Window. This morning, Winter sunlight Bathes the southern...