9/11 A Little Ramshackle Shack Parts 1-4
PART 1 A little ramshackle shack on a hill blown apart by the wind door roof and wal…
Elusive Crescent
Ah coy crescent hiding in a blush of sky so many want to see you and hold you to our hearts each in our…
At the Pivot End of a Life
At the pivot end of a life (between this world and the next) all the sleek black horses lined up for inspection all the…
25th day of Ramadan Poems: If We Woke Up One Morning / Blue Circles
IF WE WOKE UP ONE MORNING If we wok…
Ramadan is a Gorgeous Chorus
Ramadan is a gorgeous chorus repeated in a mist above glades of green wheat bending in blue light Ramadan meets itself coming …
Fast
Puppets can’t break their fast through their painted mouths Rocks can be said to be fasting forever Mountain “fastnesses” are …
Ramadan Suns Itself
Ramadan suns itself by the dark of night and takes no notice of earthquake or flood Ramadan begins walking toward us from the …
With a Two-Legged Goat & a Flying Fish
Who I’ve become after all my adventures on land is a seventy-one year-old man who fa…
A Spider’s Break-Fast
The small brown spider in my bathroom (honored guest whose protection is assured) after more than two weeks of patient waiting…