Poem – For Patricia
I see a stone path through the graying clouds this near November day. I remember the day smothered...
Poem – Winter’s Last Stand
Listening to Hildur Gudnadottir as winter makes a last stand and we retreat indoors to watch this spectacle...
Poem – Know Me
Do you know me, or only my actions? Do you know me, or only the empty space? Do...
Reading and writing
To help with my writing funk, I’ve been reading a lot more than usual. And that advice is...
Poem – Waiting
Across the sea of sand and water thousands of miles away weeks and months may pass before we...
Poem – Solace
The broken sky appears over the horizon as the highway opens and we begin descending into Grand Marais....
Poem – Ghosts of Adak
An island named Adak served the military, a distant outpost, aging, succumbing to the wind and the sea....
Poem – Roots
Expanding on the importance of remembering where we came from, where the experiences took place that built our...
Poem – The Old Barn 2
This is the second of three parts to the “Old Barn” poems. The Oklahoma Barn 1 In the...
Poem – The Old Barn
An old abandoned barn lies on the east side of town, at the end of Baker’s road, where...
Stone Path Review – Update
Hello everyone and Merry Christmas Eve and happy holidays. We are hard at work on the next issue...
Poem – Black Horse
In scattered dreams I am Visited at sunrise Across the sea By the black horse Of myths and...