Tagged: doubt

freeing poem 0

A Snowstorm of Paper

Poem   A snowstorm of paper at my feet: It fell there from my scissors’ teeth Last night, in a shower of inky sleet. In piles on the floor lay my reams of wreckage...

loss poem 0

Cold Light

Poem   When my world went cold and dark You put a bright flame up Lit the darkest corners I am drawn to it Yet Much of me feels I’m not supposed To be...


After Survival

Truth resides in their universe – and canonical precedents. I’m with out. In mine, the gritty cut of obstinance – bitter, wakeful distrust poking hollows in murk. I walk a century of others –...