November 21, 2013 § Leave a comment
Street lined with flaming red maples
going out one by one.
September 13, 2013 § Leave a comment
If I had known the clouds would take summer with them,
I would have begged the rain to stay
July 20, 2013 § Leave a comment
["… the fundamental questions of poetry…" the book’s dust jacket said]
Even the nail polish is fundamental as its little tiny atoms circle each other like planets, making of each other their own stars.
November 7, 2011 § 1 Comment
pale slant of light in the morning and you know
you’ve seen it before and it’s November