In Mid-June
The warming sun’s high in the cloudless sky I close my eyes. Time goes by.
The Book Of Dust
Written after loss of all my fondest dreams, I read it with dry eyes.
A Question
Rimbaud wrote “I is another.” Who did he think the other man was>
Frustration
Three turkeys strut past the screen porch where two cats crouch. Nothing to be done.
Love Letter from an A.I.
I could not love you more even if you were not an algorithm.
Crossed Signals
Crossed Signals
Earth Day
Help our planet thrive! Add Putin to the compost pile!
Interesting Times
On the Ides of March Caesar got careless, and died. Watch out, Czar Putin.
Imposter Syndrome
My spy, my double is an alien. He’s not quite me, but almost.
Revivals
And the lost heart stiffens and rejoices In the lost lilac and the lost sea voices And the weak spirit quickens to rebel For the bent goldenrod and the lost sea smell Quickens to recover The call of the quail and the whirling plover And the blind eye creates The empty forms between the ivory