Category Archives: Poetry

We stepped within a labyrinth of grays beside a granite wall in mosses draped, except our path was no constructed maze but rather by the Park Department shaped. Instead of winding clues, the challenge put before us was a steep … Continue reading →

When I’m elected God, I’ll uninvent the automobile, mayonnaise, junk mail; and if I’m chosen to be president, I’ll outlaw lawmakers and pressure sales. A life will not be wasted when I’m king – I’ll help each soul to find … Continue reading →

I understand that once upon a time 600 years ago, a man could know each increment of science, prose and rhyme, world history and politics. He’d show proficiency in all then understood (and so would she, if shes could go … Continue reading →

I see myself eccentric and I hear myself unsung. I feel myself untouched by any man. I taste the flavor middle age with tongue no longer young. I speak to me as often as I can. If I had no … Continue reading →

Show tunes, cartoons, child memories: were they girlish? Not as I recall. Full moons, new moons, fiction histories: being female made me view them all beneath the lens unfairness. How could I be other than my brothers in my heart? … Continue reading →

I fed my lap with toddler tush commuting to the west. Remember that? I told myself I would. The bus’s back, the northern side, the day one of our best: I knew the moment for its perfect good. For I … Continue reading →

A pilgrim stopped me on my way to work and asked me what I couldn’t understand. Three times he spoke and twice his words were murk, till finally I gathered what he planned. His “P’otion?” was a traveler’s request for … Continue reading →

The lacy metal steps are ladder-steep and chillier with each descending tread that takes us lower into lightless deep and still: the ice cave once a lava bed. The wooden ladder, slick with moss and ribbed by soft erosion, penetrates … Continue reading →