The Wall I Didn’t Want To Build

The wall I didn’t want to build is rising between us anyway brick by brick by brick I didn’t realize until recently that I don’t need to intend you harm to do you harm As soon as i learned how i started making the mortar the bricks have always been here The skin of myContinue reading “The Wall I Didn’t Want To Build”

Bedraggled Ostrich

Something special happened to painting in Italy in the 15th Century and to music in America and England in the middle of the last century. Something also must have happened to poetry in Japan around the turn of the 20th Century because I have been intermittently reading the Penguin Book of Japanese Verse with subtle pleasureContinue reading “Bedraggled Ostrich”