February is the Longest Month
I stand in the way of growth frozen in place so long have I been without the sun Deeply have I settled among grass roots and leaf…
Finder of Pebbles
My daughter’s pockets run so deep, And as we walk the well-trod trail With narrow curves and unexpected slopes, Her roving eye and plucking fingers Pick the…
Angry Olympus Awaits
We kings and queens have let Our subjects run amok. They line up on our stoop and wait For us to straighten up. Their anxious anger lies…
The Half-Girl
Sit down with me and settle in. In just a moment, we’ll begin. It’s hard work to tell these tales. It’s harder work to listen well, But…
To the Valley Beneath Beacon Rock
If we’re waiting east of Eden, Then heading west just makes good sense. There, the days of August evens Lie gentle on a valley fenced By Beacon…
Salt Stone Sweet
Come listen, listen, listen To this tale I have to tell. Come listen to this tale Of a village with the strangest well. Come every one of…
The Art of Praise in Kierkegaard
The world today (and perhaps the academic world especially) is popularly considered to have a very strong negativity bias. Bad news sells, or at least draws clicks…
The Labors of W.H. Auden
As a poet, I often spend time deeply reading the work of bygone wordsmiths. Any good apprentice knows that study and imitation of a master is key…
(flori)cartograph
Would that I but had a garden Wherein which I could tend the soil, And stand watch like patient warden Over the seedlings as they grow. What…
A New Odyssey Through “The Odyssey”
Homer’s epic poem The Odyssey is an ancient piece of literature that nevertheless remains widely studied, translated, and read (both academically and recreationally) by modern audiences. Wily…
Faerie Rings
I. Child Spring An impish lad. At first, he’s shy. Leaves little flowers on the lawn for bees to find and make the honey rise with the…