APRIL 2025

At the cabin in the clearing among woods / at the end of a rough dirt road winding up a hillside / in the late afternoon mix of golden sun / and shadow and stillness / ...

APRIL 2025

My joints screel        metal on metal

            freighttrain reluctant and

                         clinging to the rim of autumn

MARCH 2025

It would almost make sense / to get a part-time job at the shoe store / where I could use the employee discount / to keep my sons’ feet well-shod.

MARCH 2025

I slither through the dense crowd / Among a wave of chestnut brown / And the room is suddenly silver / At the sight of his salt and pepper

MARCH 2025

There’s so much out there, it can seem like too much / All dangerous / Cold, hot / Airless, dry / Radioactive / Incomprehensible

MARCH 2025

sits atop a hill / pastures slope down

FEBRUARY 2025 

The drunkard takes his tea / from the cop named Bharat / who releases him every / morning without bothering / to fill in the forms and papers.

FEBRUARY 2025

Stuck to me like beach sand; / like static cling that pet hair / electrifies to my body as if my own

FEBRUARY 2025

On the way to the funeral, we listened / to a radio report about elephants / gathering for the same reason

FEBRUARY 2025

I think of a dream place from decades ago / that I visited several times in anticipation