Happy National Poetry Month! (and a micropoem)

I simply had to find a way to pull myself from my Haitian paradise (of course I came back) in order to honour this month of poetry – particularly as I missed most of March and February’s honours (women and blacks, respectively). For today, a micropoem – and it is not for the foolish of…

3 micropoems

Happy winter solstice. As I close this day and prepare for my final deep meditation of the night, I depart on a few micropoems that, beyond what most of my readers will know, say much on the reflections of the past seasons, all in analogy, of course, to nature. (canon) Like a river you rushed…

I woke up and the words flew out of my bones

With the business of taxes and graduate coursework upon me, I didn’t expect to awaken in such a state, but that was exactly how it happened. I am pleased, simply, to still be writing anything, however, and offer it up here. graves of once-mountains (2014)                    …