Poetry
But even the rain, toward dusk, gets tired of it...
Magazine: Poetry
Poetry
Church bells in the distance have a deep-in-the-country overtone and a village charm...
Poetry
In memory of Michael Potemra.
Poetry
"Finish the wine. Dawn’s but an eyelid of light opening..."
Poetry
"The drone of drills amidst this constant clamor of deconstruction..."
Poetry
"On this day in October, driving over the train tracks..."
Poetry
Christmases, my grandmother set a crystal tray of cookies out.
Poetry
From, "The Book of Odes" translated by Richard O’Connell.
Poetry
"Empirical," by Rex Wilder.
Poetry
Sometimes the frost comes early when it might have held its crystallizing of the leaves.