another daydream

another daydream

Friday, May 18, 2018


Orange Vest 

On an old shale logging road
we cross one stream, another,
farther and farther

stirring our own sap upward,
sluggish, we meander on instinct,
pick up the pace in our woods  

we’ve walked over and over
a hundred acres is what it takes
to lose track of what infiltrates

headlines of papers and posts;
we pass the remnant of a fence
rubble mound of a cairn

on a slope of land an echo
away from hunters domain
our dominion ribboned in

rays that splinter through trees,
we proceed vested as human-
kind to remind we are not prey


Monday, May 7, 2018



backward is wolf
is fur is tracks is dirt
of grasses of lawns
with signs “hate has
no home here”
with sighs of willows
will, oh will we know
neighbors born of
family trees deforested
of stories hoarded
not to end but to bend
into wind whipping
a whip-poor-will
calls a repeated refrain
to cry its name
the ten thousand things
are one and the
same word
forward is flow


"Flow" was commissioned by the artist Josephel-Padraig Normile on the occasion of his art opening and my poetry reading at Take Five Meditation, May 4.  

Monday, April 30, 2018

Dreaming of a Destination


You’re a muscle memory
yet to be acquired, a taste
well-known––of tagine and harissa. 
How I miss you when we haven’t met.
See your lantern lit in my library.

Adams Morgan is a pseudo-souk 
––I’m sold on a pair of your babouche.
Impractical footwear gets me nowhere
near a medina, but shuttles after quaint. 
These bids to make your acquaintance.
See? Your lantern lit in my library.



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Friday, April 20, 2018

Poetry + Art + Meditation in DC

First Friday Dupont on May 4 in Washington, DC: Join me for a poetry reading combined with an art opening, and experience a meditation class (or two) at Take Five Meditation.

Thursday, April 5, 2018

Prompted by Poetry Month

Rampant Writing

no one will read…for poets
are cropping up like a luxury

of weeds: sagebrush, mugwort, nettle;
not the sort of plant anyone chooses
for plots aiming to be garden beds,

but the kind that catches by

causes sneezing
that creates a seismic shift
along cranial synarthroses,

refocusing the eyes, and somewhere
someone will say “bless you”


Photo by Sally & Andy Wasowski 

Wednesday, March 28, 2018

Off Subject

A Reading

She had the credentials
to recite at the library
poetry reading.
A demeanor well composed,
while each poem closed
with a smile tight to her mouth.
I thought of a cat that’s caught
a mouse. Another poem…
another mouse. Without
a doubt her writing was adept,
matter-of-course. But her
satisfaction was the  
tour de force.



Monday, March 12, 2018

Honor Mentionable


The role of honor
is clothes:
the justice’s robe,
the graduate’s gown.

What of the voice
less dressed
not to a wardrobe born,
or made?

What of questions
that pull on sleeves
like children pestering
to be seen?


The poem is also featured in this week's column of "Next Line, Please":

Thursday, March 1, 2018

The Next Line, Please Book

Here it is––what began as a weekly column for The American Scholar is a book! David Lehman's prompts are the source of many wonderful poems. It's easy to get hooked on his fascinating poetry making suggestions, and also on the collaborative spirit of participation. Personally, I'm indebted to him for directing and inspiring my writing. You'll find several of my poems (and partial poems) in the book. You'll also find poetry by Angela Ball, Christine Rhein, and Berwyn Moore, to name a few of the fine poets included as weekly winners.
Next Line, Please: Prompts to Inspire Poets and Writers is available at: