I can’t sit at the dining table  & listen to the morning swarm  of words buzzing...

In view of my window last night’s snow interprets the hills, the hush of its thick fall...

The lightless flux is a cacophony this time of night.A dark violet hue ripples and curls around...

so glorious; the dog barking at the garden. like dropping a deck of playing cards and picking them...

SADNESS – A New Language Sadness doesn’t reach me never alone. At least, ...

The ivory gate of time nourishes nothing.It dissembles the landscape, cuts it upinto pieces. I...

Although it’s midwinter, the dream of the toads sings through the chill, seething and simmering...

Poetry She knows the dishes need cleaningShe knows the floor needs sweepingShe knows the furniture...

There’s no getting around this by avoiding attendance You will have to attend at least one...