Poetry & Blog

  • Distant Cymbals

    You say: my wife inhales water through her nose, I don’t know if she’s turning into a Mermaid or an Angel but I know the transformation has begun. She hoards… Read more

  • Surfacing

    Joyful green is making a comebacksomewhere, right now.In the forests that burnt down,in discarded pots and abandoned gardens,green tokens are sprouting, signs and portendsare bursting through tarmac and concrete,as surely… Read more

  • Unreported Miracles

    Not all birds find it easy to fly.As they struggle inelegantlyto stay afloat,the wind is not playing fair—not for them.Necks strainingthey flap and flap and somehowthey keep going.Spare a thought… Read more