Here is a list of various found poems that I have made over the years. Happy holiday reading and looking … More
Tag: Presence
The blanket
Though you may disappear, you’re not forgotten hereAnd I will say to you, I will do what I can do … More
A day he won’t have
I had bumped into a friend at the cash machine. We greeted each other, as we always do, with a … More
What you read in 2020
Here are the blog posts that you read most in 2020 As I click through the links I am surprised … More
In memory of Harold Budd
Harold Budd, May 24, 1936 – December 8, 2020 I am reposting this piece today in memory of Harold Budd, … More
The Sky Over My Mother’s House
The Sky Over My Mother’s House It is a July night scented with gardenias. The moon and stars shine hiding … More
Before
Before No shoes and a glossyred helmet, I rodeon the back of my dad’sHarley at seven years old.Before the divorce.Before … More
A holiness to exhaustion
First There is a holiness to exhaustion is what I keep telling myself, filling out the form so my TA … More
You’ve got to write it all down
The unexamined life’s no different from … More
Open letter to Arthur Frank (on reading At the Will of the Body)
Dear Arthur Frank I’m writing to say thank you for your extraordinary book At the Will of the Body. It is … More
The fear of poetry -by Muriel Rukeyser
The Fear of Poetry In this moment when we facehorizons and conflicts widerthan ever before, we want our resources,the ways … More
Lifesaving Poems: Margaret Avison’s ‘Twilight’
Twilight Three minutes ago it was almost dark.Now all the darkness is in theleaves (there are no morelow garage roofs, … More
Go well
I have walked into the grief. I have walked into brave space, mine and others’. I have sat in … More
Tired, but
I am tired. Though I write from a place of privilege and of safety, I am tired. Tired of feeling … More
We never keep to the present
We never keep to the present. We recall the past; we anticipate the future as if we found … More
Living in the layers
The Layers I have walked through many lives, some of them my own, and I am not who I … More
A quiet moment
I can’t be alone in experiencing the coronavirus crisis and resulting lockdown as something of an infringement on my … More
Crashing out
My concentration has not been all that it might have been recently. Loved ones are suffering. Some with this thing, … More