People on Jasper Avenue
People on Jasper Avenue go to their work. Woman in a beige blazer waiting for the walk light. A heavy middle-aged man pushing a bicycle. Young man with a limp a...
Category: Poetics
A lament for the madness–Days of grass
Days of grass These are the days of hollow eyes walking in hallowed towers with watching turrets, of pink petunias on bullet-hole balconies of long blue kisses ...
The Path
The path is short and from the road comes down a shallow incline to a slim clearing. There are songs here of black-capped chickadees and then, far off, domestic...
In the global economy of love
Although I do not have banks of data or spreadsheets at hand, it seems to me that in the global economy of love, demand exceeds supply. We are lovers by nature,...