An Innkeeper
I gave them the barn, they seemed nice enough A man and his wife, a kid on the way I let them bed down on the straw…
Ode to a Fly (As Written by a Toad)
Verily dost thy humble buzz, announce thy nearing flight, And, little buzzing fly, wakes my appetite. You’ll find my tongue a welcome bed, my throat an ample…
The Weirdest Night Ever
This has to be the weirdest night ever, Can we tell our wives? They’ll think we were drunk, Angels don’t talk to shepherds, no, never, Just kings…
Blackberry Bushes
Blackberry blossoms, pink-white under bees— rabbits look up longingly. Blackberries ripe and sweet; my brother and I pick them— reaching through thorns. Thrushes flying south pluck at…
Hannah’s Promise
My womb a hollow desert, yawning wide Swallowing my dreams of motherhood whole Long yearning nights I lay down and cried Urging my body to fulfil its…
Two Grief Poems for Belinda
The hourglass moment: a triolet “Think of long weeks, short months. Enjoy each good half-hour”: that’s what the hospice doctor said. Think of long weeks, short months:…
Flowering Perennials
Being in time, I cannot watch time passing - I see around me the revolving seasons in their Coming and departure - fruit and flowerhead, Foliage on…
In a Maiden Season
(Lyrical impressions and flowery meditations on some picked theme of her and me) …
The Writing on the Wall
What a party! Wine and women spread wide, Gold Jewish vessels gave decoration, My lords and ladies no pleasure denied, And then this happens – a desolation?…
Coriolanus Before His Troops
Not to be known of senators, Or ediles, spreading out their hands To Rome’s observant mob; to wars We struggle, nor in foreign lands. I will be…