While you walk the water's edge, turning over concepts I can't envision, the honking buoy serves notice that at any time the...

The whole idea of it makes me feel like I'm coming down with something, something worse than any stomach ache or the headaches I get fr...

It’s ripe, the melon by our sink. Yellow, bee-bitten, soft, it perfumes the house too sweetly. At five I wake, the air mournful in its q...

Let me but live my life from year to year, With forward face and unreluctant soul; Not hurrying to, nor turning from, the goal; Not mourning...

Past midnight walking Barefoot on old snow, translucent Callous as the full moon. An ancient woman from Fukien Down the block Once talked ...

Tired and hungry, late in the day, impelled to leave the house and search for what might lift me back to what I had fallen away from, I stoo...

Once upon a time I caught a little rhyme I set it on the floor but it ran right out the door I chased it on my bicycle but it melted to an i...

Contentment... comes as the infallible result of great acceptances, great humilities - of not trying to make ourselves this or that (to...

For the past few years, I've celebrated National Poetry Month by posting a piece of poetry every day, during the month of April. I...

It feels just right to be writing this today, March 8, International Women's Day. Many years back I happened to read about a ...

If you're like me you're first reaction to "Hidden Gardens of Paris" might be to scratch your head and wonder how could a...

We, this people, on a small and lonely planet Traveling through casual space Past aloof stars, across the way of indifferent suns To a de...

Leslé Honoré Let me give you a gun Because you have the right To bear arms Go ahead Murder babies In Sandy Hook And teenagers In Par...

Books Read in 2018 I'm not much of a one for choosing my Top Ten. I used to, but I could never keep it just to ten And ...