April’s Fool

Last night we tucked in to crow-black clouds as winter wept a final, failed snow Zeus aimed bright spears of fire at our trumpeting daffodils they sounded on through thunder heads raised toward the searing heavens a call and response … Continue reading

The Dark Horse of Sleep

The I fill my pockets with sugary apples begin the walk down dim roads that lead me to night’s pasture stars sing questions above grass-scented fields fireflies blink answers the dark horse of sleep grazes in the distance unmoved by … Continue reading

No Snow this Christmas

my father broke his ankle tobogganing in college flying down a snow-packed hill with my mother in front of him neglecting her job for one short bump dropping his foot as frost glazed her eyelashes no wonder my mother always … Continue reading

Regarding Itzhak Perlman, Sibelius’ Violin Concerto in D Minor Opus 47 & Ironing

alright, let me try to explain about ironing cotton sheets they start out crumpled like a wad of paper mistakes so some of us women set up an ironing board and begin a task we would not allow you to … Continue reading

Shifting Winds

The birds are quite confused this year. In one day the weather betrays several seasons in one hour, the day itself. The fragile flocks head one direction then another circling, in feathered squalls turning, to follow their tails wing tips … Continue reading