Hot Hills in Summer Heat, A Poem
Hot Hills in Summer Heat I watch them every summer, the hot hills Crouched like a lion beside the road, …
Hot Hills in Summer Heat I watch them every summer, the hot hills Crouched like a lion beside the road, …
Flowers are on my mind, after the super-bloom outing last month, after reading The Language of Flowers for book club, …
Farewell Letter to My Son She wrote me a letterafter her deathand I remembera kind of happy lightfalling on the …
Behind all art is an element of desire.Love of life, of existence, love ofanother human being, love ofhuman beings is …
He passed his fingertips over her skin almost without touching her, and experienced for the first time the miracle of …
My last post about the “Slant-wise & Slippery” retelling of Little Red Riding Hood reminded me of a fun and …
I mentioned in my last post that I wrote a myth about the creation of the isthmus that now comprises …
Blue and gold are my favorite colors, so much so I created a Pinterest page named Blue & Gold to …
I’ve been in a romantic mood lately. Both in the sensual and spiritual sense. This lust for life. This sense …
1. I crush her against me. I want to be part of her. Not just inside her but all around …