This morning I looked at the map of the day
And said to myself, "This is the way! This is the way I will go;
Thus shall I range on the roads of achievement,
The way is so clear-it shall all be a joy on ...Read More

Through what precinct of life's forest are you hiking at this moment?
Are you kicking up leaf litter or stabbed by brambles?
Of what stuff are you made? Gossamer or chain mail?
Are you, as reputed, ...Read More

I walked the three floors
of the local antique store
and imagined white plaques
adorning each room
-but unlike museums
I could touch the displays,
and could take a seat
at a ...Read More

What are we supposed to make
of the granite block dragged across the dirt lot
behind a tractor that has been instructed
to build up a mound out of the displaced dirt, a mess

far away from ...Read More

and learn again to begin
oh something different
from repetition

Let's go to the morning
and watch the sun smudge

every bankrupt idea
of nature "you can't write about
...Read More

Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth!
Her vigor flows like ...Read More