NOTE: Once again, tax season is upon us. Before Jack invested in TurboTax, he insisted on calculating and filing our taxes by hand though he hated this heroic if somewhat quixotic quest to conquer the IRS windmills. It’s the only…

To embrace a sweet hiatus Or let its pull claim you Beyond life’s rushing river For no apparent reason Or specific season Is a gift of allowing. To melt into a quiet lull Released of the mind’s demand In favor…

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…

How can it be, That You, Love me? Outrageously, abidingly, eternally, For no reason. ‘Tis the season, To know, How this can be so. No strings, No bling, No heavy hands, Not a single demand. How can the likes of…

Hard to imagine I was once so small New to this world With a vast journey of creation awaiting My unique touches. We all begin this way Tiny dreamers being dreamed By Love Everlasting Into earthly life, with its riches…

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…