Poem – Origins
I watch an airplane across the evening sky, diminishing light as the sun is leaving. Still trees reach...
Poem – Eyes
In what appears as two strangers passing in an overcrowded train station waiting to be taken home, I...
Poem – Memories
On the cusp between two worlds the fine edge we walk through each day. One world filled with...
Poem – Eyes
“Your eyes are closed”. “I’m not sleeping”. That I cannot see through light reflection and absorption I see...