Warp and Weft: The Architecture of Longing
Warp and Weft: The Architecture of Longing Always thinking of the next move, she never arrived, fully, in the place she happened…
Read MoreWarp and Weft: The Architecture of Longing Always thinking of the next move, she never arrived, fully, in the place she happened…
Read MoreRunning the River Regret It’s an easy put-in, but Bull Sluice to Shoulder Bone is a run of holes that might claim…
Read MoreSun, Descending Yellow sky, pale as a breath, crescendos into flames running the rim of earth. Pitch silhouettes of cottonwood trees ripple…
Read MoreIn The Face of Such Abundance This lovely, laden spring has left me quivering, a mouth just kissed. The bloom on…
Read MoreAlways in August Festooned in flaming trumpet vine and daylilies, tomatoes just coming on, really, and afternoons still bearing down on our…
Read MoreSweet By and By I am a mayfly, blue-winged olive here one day then gone, entire life spooled out over a sunlit…
Read MoreEyes Lifted Bruised sky, purpled breath of a fall late in coming. Rain dribbled windows smear the catalpa tree, emerald to…
Read MoreAnd Haven’t Things Always Been Falling Down Around Us Come. Forty years gone, I can still show you the ruins we used…
Read MoreThe Names of Things All this desperate searching, striving, buttoned up to your chin in absolutes. For you, brother, I say…
Read MoreThis morning, on my way to work, I stopped to chat a minute with a neighbor, an older gentleman I see nearly every…
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