Poem – Home
Home is that place with the open gate and the familiar road lined with tree shadows and silence...
The Light Settling in the Woods
Old growth trees line a worn path cut from loggers decades before. The floor is covered with...
Poem – Matter
Sitting on the warm patio the afternoon sun is calm and soothing. The wind from the north is...
Poem – Picnic
From the collection I am writing about “Joline”. It was a beautiful fall morning with sun scattered by...
Essay – Ice Climbing, Alaska 2007
I wrote this a couple of weeks ago about ice climbing in 2007 in Alaska (Matanuska Glacier). The...