How does a cloud know when to burst
How does a cloud know when to burst When the weight of its dream Has
Of words running rampant
And rampant runs the Word In the dark night of the soul Gaslit by lying
No dragon’s teeth to sow
Will the sown seeds of confusion Yield stout founders of tent-states With mine fields Properly
SITTING WITH THE DEMONIZED
SITTING WITH THE DEMONIZED […] And history is the dailiness of weapons prescribed upon
Kherson: Human Safari – Staying Human When You Are a Target
With Kherson: Human Safari writer, photographer and now documentarian Zarina Zabrisky has created a remarkable
A Tower Moment: a poem to accompany Ludovico Einaudi’s “The Tower”
The rustling carillon of incertitude Spills its sugar Like the warmest wind reverse Blows
Scrambling in the Brambles
Wrestling with the shadow As it vies for that cocky vainglorious Bright side of
Here is what the sycamore breezed
Here is what the sycamore breezed Out through its leaves Dispersed in the wind
On turning into a rock
What’s past, too far to fathom What’s ahead, enveloped in mist You hang here, on
IRL, or In Real Life
A delivery of embalmed flowers Shimmering delta water at high tide Plastic particulate
