Category Archives: Poetry
In place of the giftI had forgotten to bring you: A blue hemisphere,the empty half of a robin’s egg. I found it,residue of creation,in the grass beside the sidewalk.
Certain in your faith?Certainty’s a dream. The fruit of faith is courage.
Wallace Stevens once wrote: I was of three minds, Like a tree In which there are three blackbirds. Three minds? Why so few? I once read that our minds(pardon the geek-speak):“Emerge from interactions among countless, Specialized, independent, interconnected,Largely unconscious mental processes.” … Continue reading
My name forgottenAt last I have come to knowWho I truly am. Also published on https://medium.com
Once more you’re left alone; I’m on a plane.My work takes me to Boston several days,Or more each month. And while you don’t complain,I know you hate the time I spend away.Still, this goodbye was easier than most:You’re meeting me … Continue reading