The Elegance of an Eggplant

The Elegance of an Eggplant Morning’s symphony greets me As I step barefoot On cold wet grass. Steam rises From…

Tanka-to-go (A Poetry Game)

So, yesterday morning, sitting in my favorite coffee shop, I began unpacking my messenger bag of it’s contents…journals, poetry books,…

The Way of Poetry

I initially thought of naming this post “The Way of Writing,” but that, I quickly realized, would have led down…

Sometimes Alone is Best

Lately, I have been exploring different ways to be present to my feelings of what I call my uncomfortable aloneness, as…

Desire: In Three Tankas

Desire’s Grip cooper’s hawk soars from the oak’s top branch I look away no longer do your shirts drape over…