Toccata and Fugue

Bach’s Northern Lights

Music

Breath of My Life

Looking for
 a younger self
I find that I
 am music — 
round, black
 plastic

Tiny Joys

Tiny Sorrows

What do they live for
the ants, the bees, the spiders?
Small joys and sorrows

Poems

Spiritual Space

A poem is a story
with galaxies
of spiritual space

Sexless Attraction

Does It Exist?

Ants Crossing

Red Ants, Black Ants

Wolfku Musings — Table of Contents

A Sequential Index of Musings

Cocooned

A New Life Forming

Cocooned by dry
 warm
 inside air
Beyond the panes
 wet snow
 is falling

The Bee

Flowers Pleading

The flower, loudly
to the bee: pick me, pick me
So many choices

Language

Sinking with Humanity

As the human race
 tumbles
watch it drag
 language down
 along with it