The Poetry That Saves Us
During these troubled times, the wars raging in Gaza and Ukraine, when our hearts are broken and we feel so …
Category Archives: My Writing
Seamless Being, A Poem
Seamless Being I’m not sure what there is to say anymore about being me,Who I am-was-will-be.We flow together seamlesslyWithout end. …
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, …
A Mayan Myth of Love, Self-Sacrifice & the Creative Process
I mentioned in my last post that I wrote a myth about the creation of the isthmus that now comprises …
Maria Berrio and the Art of Myth-Making
In a novel I’m writing I include an origin myth of how the isthmus of Central America was created. It’s …
“Catching Every Falling Cup” – A Primal Urge
This phrase from my poem Brimless Being is becoming a mantra I turn to often these days. It’s about the …
Immersed in My Art, Finally
Please Do Not Disturb: That’s how I’ve felt these past few months, and even more so these past few weeks, …
This Sea Within, Without – A Poem
I wrote this poem for a novel I’m writing about love and war in Central America. It’s written in the …
The Enigma of Being Both Watcher and Watched
Enigma I am both watcherand watched.The woman walking in her gardenand the one watching her walk.Two halves, back to back.Both …
Field Notes From Within, Take Two
I’ve revised the poem I posted yesterday. I think this version better captures the heart of it. Let me know …
