First time seeing the ocean
We were driving at night under a close moon along a tree-lined two-lane paved highway that couldn’t make up its mind which direction to take which would occasio...
Author: stephen t berg
Slow Jazz and Anticipation – A Poem for Deb on her Birthday
When I saw you on the patio, the wind filling and turning the umbrella above you, and you smiled at me as I rounded the bicycle stand, something like the tuggin...
Majesty at Tillicum Mall
A mother with two boys make their way across a parking lot to the entrance of the mall. The boys are dressed in white sweaters, hair combed, shoes clean. They w...
Grow Mercy’s year-end list of gentle propositions
That a word of mercy is a tender embrace; that to be human is to be, at any given moment, filled with joy, angst, wonder, madness, sorrow, want, majesty, misery...