STATE BIRD In New Hampshire, May ought to be the best month of the year. October is exhilarating, certainly, with the maples dressed in their glorious colors and the temperature brisk and bracing, but the color and the temperature are reminders that winter is just around the corner. And winter lasts forever, or seems to,
Obsidian Black stone born in fire, Long journey through heaven’s storms To present stillness. New Year’s Day Ice storm left diamonds On all the hemlock’s fingers. My nose is running. April 15th, 2020 Owls in the barn. The house is deserted. April is cold. No Hurry Two cats watching a porcupine waddling slowly away
As the Orange Oaf in the White House continues to prevaricate and blather nonsense about the coronavirus epidemic while doing little or nothing to stem it, and the Senate Republicans under Mitch (“Mister Bluster”) McConnell continue to refuse to remove him from office for fear of antagonizing the racist, misogynistic knuckle-walkers who shoehorned Drumpf into
Yale Tombs (This piece was written in 2004) I graduated from Yale University in 1964, and in an election year in which both candidates are Yalies who were members of Skull and Bones, some of my friends who think of Yale as a training-ground for Elite Eastern Snobs (which it certainly was while I was