Monthly Archives: December 2008

It might be said of Americans in general that we are what we eat, but more precisely, we would be what we drive. While the former is hugely so, the latter is far more varied and just as complex in … Continue reading →

With moon on the brink, Dawn comes In the sink of night Cold, Blue pink.    And dusk, Inside The day, Hides away In late afternoon,  Soon To bring nocturnal Stirrings,   And  air whirring Owls Who troll, Watch and … Continue reading →

  This is a simple tale, recalled in a very complicated manner. Herein are versions of the truth, each from a party either witness to, or involved in the incidents depicted. It is not the narrator’s intent to have you … Continue reading →

The white screen door, With olive cracks In worn pentimento Opens when—- Nudged At the smudged spot—- The shiny place On the old brass handle, Locking or releasing Unto—- The granite porch, Which, every day, Leads down To sunken rounds … Continue reading →