Category Archives: Poetry
For my wife
You who challenge me, you who praise me, you who love me, you who refuse to let me lay down in the mud and give up. You who push me, you who encourage me, you who love me, (again) you … Continue reading
With Her Basket of Apples
She knew poetry from her lover, and could repeat it aloud, speaking of stars freshly hewn from the heavenscape, of the cosmic rain that washed her as she stood with her toes in the river, shy and yet unafraid. She … Continue reading
Exhaustion
There isn’t enough in me to sun the green or water the root, not enough in me to find the sky or rest my bough. I am done, ever so done, already always done.
His and Mine
I laid him to the table, my precious prince, and I kissed his copper eyes, and I let him sleep his final sleep, and I have not breathed a single moment since without feeling the loss of him, heavy and … Continue reading
Reach
Drowning. Going down. The last light in the top of the world going out. Reaching up, one hand, fingertips slipping below the surface. Away, away, remembering the taste of laughter.