Long Beach life, heavens and hermit crabs
Their line is gone out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world. In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun. -a Psalm We sat on we...
Category: Poetics
Here with love
He came here with a love carved a patch of ground out scrub poplar and willows dug a dugout drove posts in stony soil played his guitar at dusk at twilight wand...
The air breathes for you
Outside. Dark. Movement overhead. A bat, zigzags after mosquitoes. Then in the distance, lightening. Tricks of light. Steady strobing but barely perceptible. In...
Minor bridge
I do nothing, I feel less, words dissolve in my cup The thin places have disappeared and I’m stranded under blankets of clear sky. Hidden stars as static ...