Last Sunday I fell on my face. Not figuratively, which would have been worse, but literally. I was taking the stage at Bowery Poetry when I tripped on the stairs and fell down, my glasses skittering off into the shadows. That might explain the slightly stricken look on my face. Here is the poem IContinue reading “A Reading”
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When you’re gone
Your flashing eyes and squeaky laugh have left their impression on my heart Not terribly deep and perfectly impermanent Still I know I’ll miss them when you’re gone
The Impossible Piece
The Stoics say, “the obstacle is the path” and that is a good observation for writers to learn. Sometimes a story is just a pile of pieces that don’t fit together, or more like a puzzle that you know fits together – because you trust the people who manufacture the product – but you can’tContinue reading “The Impossible Piece”
Your Morning Routine
I bet you smell nice Warm with sleep In the moments before you wake I wish I could see your Morning routine And catch your first smile of the day I hope that it’s warm Where you are And the air as soft and as sweet As the thoughts that linger in Memories of ourContinue reading “Your Morning Routine”
The Thaw
There are no clouds in the sky this morning The birds are flying free The sun is giving gentle light and trying its best with the warmth The planet turns, the grasses grow through snow and even concrete’s cracks Maybe the hard things need some breaking up Maybe the time has finally come to bringContinue reading “The Thaw”
