Category Archives: Poetry

For R. The Question of the Day September 24, 2013: Upon seeing a photograph     What heartlessness has birthed a man abandoned so he must abandon? must shuffle pain into his deck and deal it out to someone else … Continue reading →

During the night, I was besotted with thoughts and words and images as, outside, I could hear birds shrieking (a woman crying?)….and I thought about Sam Patch. Sam Patch’s Last Jump* I didn’t change the litter. The garbage sits by … Continue reading →

Collection of recent work forthcoming soon on Kindle. Watch here for more information. Am busily revising a novel written almost ten years ago: Romance of the Village of Solucion. I don’t know how long it will take to finish editing … Continue reading →

You might come one day and walk with me where shells and stones and relics play at water

For Bishop Pleska January 7, 2012 at 6:52am That tower of a man Who is my friend Tom, Draped in the robes Of his Profess-i-on, Is tall enough to talk with God Without his shoes on.

Confession from a Bar Room Stool August 18, 2009 at 12:46pm Confession a great meat hunger has come upon me this season (in the background Phil Wiggins playing a slow blues, harmonica, bending notes til you wanna die) a great … Continue reading →