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Comfort Taken from What is Given
I imagine this scene, a snapshot of any ordinary point in time, perhaps not meaningful to anyone else,...
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Poem – The Road
The road into the distant sky seems untouchable, the journey seems impossible, but this is the start, this...
Poem – The Wanderer, part 3
In the middle of a field empty from horizon to horizon I wandered beneath empty skies until the...
Poem – The Last Day in This Flesh
The last time I exit the empty field, crossing over the still black water will be the last...
Poem – A Season in Hell
A season in hell has passed as I rose through the fractures in the liquid earth and woke...
Interview / Peter Vircks
Here is the interview I conducted with Peter Vircks, a jazz musician from Minnesota. This appears in the...
Poem – Far Reaches
At the end of this journey I stood before the bursting stars and bathed in the energy and...
Poem – Journey to the Bus
The following poem is inspired and in the memory of Christopher Johnson McCandless. When I first read “Into...
Poem – That Delicate Balance
I listen and watch the stories unfold of tragedy and unrest of the mountains unease. There is no...
Season’s Haiku – A 365 Day Journey
Back in 2008, I started a project with the goal of writing one haiku, in the 5-7-5 format,...
Every End Leads to a Beginning
The last day of September leads quietly into October. Summer takes one last swipe before fall takes the...
The Well is Barren
I have had a few days off of work. Before this, I came up with a great plan...