Happy to have my poem “Drawing” included along with so many other great writers from the Empire State in New York’s Best Emerging Poets 2019 Anthology. For the poetry lovers on your holiday shopping list you can pick up a copy from the good people at Z Publishing.
A blind man sees beauty With the tips of his fingers A deaf man hears the sizzle of the grill With the tip of his tongue A man without love feels Something missing in the pit of his heart A dead man knows everything Now that he feels nothing
television god preaching to the atheists miracles and grace trespassing again on your private property next time post a sign close your eyes for me see the things that can’t be seen tell me what you see
the wind outside begging for mercy caught in the trap coffee for two mercy for millions lessons for one cloud across the moon the voice embraces silence then echoes in memory
When I was young Hands pulled at my skirt. Now children and grandchildren Tug at my hands Seventh Century Japanese rice-planting song