• Welcome these years,
    Welcome the joy,
    Welcome the risks,
    The fears, the pain, the tears.
    Welcome the sting,
    Welcome the depth
    And variation
    And toughness
    And wildness of life.
    Welcome!
    .

love

Poetry
Twig
December 3, 2017
An autumn twig | Broken from a branch | Sits with me | On a cold and windy bench.
Poetry
Lizard
October 6, 2017
Toledo: hot stone, alleyways, doorways | Narrow, crooked streets with midday dust | Cold canyons amid tall buildings
Poetry
Rum
August 3, 2017
Sinewy, sickly, sweet yellow liquid | Slapped on the table: little bowl of what? | “Rum”, you say, mischief and sparkle