Hug the carven scarlet earth, The zigs and zags of water’s edge on Cragged canyon walls From damming up the flow Of rivers longing For the sea, the tidal ocean swell. We want it how we want it: A red…

It was a great, gray day On the Pacific rim. We pulled down a shade of sky And fastened it to field Knitting cloud and caldera Heaven and earth For some eternal minute Like a single vertical stitch On this…

My muse is a chimera, A shapeshifter. Sometimes she is a seaglass genie Pouting in a bottle, Or a dear friend’s hug (Perhaps even a lover). I have seen her ablaze as a sunset, Coral tinged as dawn. She has…

Advent was a time when autumn days Swerved away from half clad trees, Their heaps of burning tannin-incensed leaves Sent smoking toward a hush of colder air. We waited for the first snow. We waited for the leap to earth…

Today you would have turned ninety-nine. I often wonder what you were like When you were, say, twenty-three. Did you go through the same unrest as me, Desire for roots, for a place like a tree Of your own? When…

The mystery is safe (and sound), A note that’s made by circling round, Unleashed to fly beyond the ring Unseen yet clearly lingering. ‘Tis alchemy: on metal base A wooden mallet tracing space Makes golden song spill from the whole…

It’s November. Pandemic reigns And reins in my plans. I am not solely heavy-hearted, for Untold souls join me, at sea In aloneness, without solace Or solstice. Something lingers, longing, On the floor of Pandora’s jar, Waiting to enthrall (however…

My love for you is as steeped as tea, as deep as roots. My love for you is distilled and pure, both placebo and cure. My love for you is the meeting of eyes, the dipping of bread. My love…