A Visit to Nyack, June 30, 2013
Haibun Black icing. That dark chocolate mousse cake catches a ripple of light. The first bite — an explosion of orgasmic sweetness in my mouth. escaping rain Didier and Dumas’ French pastries We see...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Haibun Black icing. That dark chocolate mousse cake catches a ripple of light. The first bite — an explosion of orgasmic sweetness in my mouth. escaping rain Didier and Dumas’ French pastries We see...
I’d describe falling in love with you as though you’ve heard about Birds called Morning Doves your whole life Only to learn they’re truly known as Mourning Doves A secret poignancy and beauty and...
Poem Golden night has spread its wings in the summer sky above. Swallows dancing while she sings her song of life and love. She caresses me and whispers words of wisdom and eternal...
Serial Poem Low and close and heavy, The sound that caused her eyelids to part. The blackness oppressed her, She gasped; the jolt of air woke her heart. Its pounding joined the sound, Rendering...
Haibun Cotton ball clouds reflect off the paneled windows of Mountainside Hospital— like a view of the sky through the eyes of a fly. shade on a hot June day leaves flutter ...
Poem I am small and hopeful I see the sun, I see a smile The world is with me I’ll be here for awhile I am sheltered and free I see green, I see...
Haibun Sunlight flashes off the ripples spreading across Lake Skanatatti. We sit on a courtyard-sized outcropping. A Brazilian woman with a flower tattoo on her bare left shoulder talks into a two-way radio. Her...
Poem Slowly waking, one by one, A hive of glowing fireflies: I watch them burning to life Wondering what dreams they’re dreaming What each one is thinking Alone in his glowing cell; Bright...
Poem High rises grow from the city like weeds. Concrete is supple soil if the gardener is nurturing and ruthless. Living things need both to blossom. The fruit the buildings bare drips down...
Poem I still think of us as the proprietors of the Poe House up North In the field surrounded by traffic circles and public park Except our one corner with the tall grass...