The Things That Scare You – a video poem

This Fall has been a time of accelerating change, in the lives of so many of us, and in the life of our world. For the most part, these are changes we have actively chosen — and they are evolutionary in their effects. And yet, some of our inner selves are more...
Refugees: Remembering 9/11

Refugees: Remembering 9/11

I woke up that September morning with a stiff neck and a sore right hip from sleeping on the couch in my cousin Dinaz’s living room. My fifty-two-year-old body, unaccustomed to narrow, hard mattresses and the slope of couch cushions, ached. Dinaz’s...

Sunday Poem #7

Dancing with Resistance is a slow waltz with a great gorilla. Hot, scratchy. A sweaty, fumbling dance that tastes like copper pennies. That exhales a bitter breath. I cannot see. His shoulders fill the world, and I cannot see. Those long arms hold me firmly to a chest...

Sailing the Unknown Sea: #1

These past few months, since I quit my job in publishing to return my attention fully to my business, I’ve experienced moments of fear. The kind of fear that wakes me at night, heart pounding. Wondering what the future will bring. Doing what I love most, and...