Redbird sails between wind-ploughed clouds, trailing sparks through rumbling sky. His watchful eye droops on a single silky stalk reflects humming mountains ruffled seas a small boy adrift on a river of moonlight. He sees me, Redbird winks his one blue eye solemn as a...
You and I are begging bowls waiting to be filled –our needs so much simpler than we believe them to be. The bell of our tongues knows nothing of the shrunken belly’s hunger for infinity…...
When you come to the end of the path it isn’t obvious. There are openings under the trees where small streams have carved what looks like a way forward. The forest floor is golden with fallen fir needles and at first you think Ah yes! Here’s a trail or at...
Last night the full moon shone a slanting light across my winter garden where two deer lay sleeping under the leafless apple tree whose arthritic arms beamed wands of light through the twitching caverns of their dreams while I, too restless to dream climbed the...
