“Children found ‘butchered’ in Israeli kibbutz…” – CNN
I dream a rocket’s aftermath smells of cracked pepper,
that it sprays not blood and shrapnel but mint leaves,
ice clinking in delicate hand-blown glass; that its
thunder is a hundred-thousand bumblebees come to
pollinate a black-and-white world, devoid of flowers…
Not the shaded table by the pool
where I point out a hummingbird eating nectar
and my son asks, “You mean like I eat pizza?”
“Hawaii wildfires burn historic town of Lahaina ‘to the ground’” – BBC I remember coffee-flavored ice cream at the Royal Scoop, how it made me long to be old enough to drink espresso like Dad. I remember stepping off the […]
Is it wrong to love this world like a newborn swaddled in peach skin, beech-tree bark, silt at the mouth of a stream whose headwater is starlight, is ocean-honey, is upwell of grief? World we once called mother, how we […]
Between Singularity and Singularity, between dawn and dusk, between errand and meeting, between dream and nightmare there is the flicker of free time, the choice to write sonnet or free verse, to carry or be carried away by burdens, by […]
One could be forgiven for asking what poetry, with its self-indulgence, its insistence on image and metaphor, can do for the real world of blood and bruises, the harsh dirt with which we bury the newly dead. In his poem In […]
I’ve come to take for granted so much–billboards and product
placements, sponsored posts disguised as honest-to-goodness
journalism, apps making me the product I can search and…
I’ll be brief, for we are both busy
and the calendar Gods have laid waste to
that idyllic peace which, if we’re honest,
is as foreign to our forebears as to us.
But the thing
about the apologue
of the frog in boiling water
is that it’s scientifically false
“Surveillance capitalism unilaterally claims human experience as free raw material for translation into behavioral data.” – Shoshana Zuboff If no one but me profits from this walk in the woods, what does it say that I’m no good at making […]