Tikal

And the Secrets She Whispered

Vignettes From Bali

Notes I made that time I tried to live in Indonesia.

A Naked Gaze

An elegy for those brutally murdered in Treblinka

Our Dreams Are Too Small

Yet we talk as though they are impossibly large

Hazel House

Strolling along the calculated streets,
I came upon this hazel house,
which sparkled amid the foggy night
and radiated warmth in the…

The Magnificent Planet Earth.

She is beautiful. Delicate. Trembling. She envelops us in mystique; entangles us. Wraps us gently in her living breathing splendor, and takes us to places of curiosity that we could never dream.

Orphans

A Very Short Tragedy

“Orphans, orphans, hear us out” they say. “Your lives will become easier soon” they…

In

For the outsiders looking in.

On the Subject of Cheese

A Villanelle 

We have stocked the fridge with brie

and crackers sit upon the counter.

yes, I love everything I see.

Woven Words as Kindling

The Flame Still Burns at Seventy

No, most of us are not Robert or Elizabeth Barrett Browning, but we can be just as much in love (or more). Expressing that love, and keeping the flame burning over four or five decades is work of course, but…