Today I’m reading poems that I wrote for particular friends or relatives—not love poems exactly, just a message celebrating them.Continue reading
Today, I’m reading some tiny poems that I call fortune cookies. They are feather light. Maybe one of them is about your own life. You’ll know it when you hear it.Continue reading
We did our duty. We did our best. / We played for our team
of 5 million and now / it’s our turn. Safety and freedom: / this is our reasonable request / our bidding, our behest.
This is the story of you, as you are now
or as you will be one day: unyoung.
It looks like the story of me
as I tackle the shock of being old right now
Hey, I write poems, you know. (Maybe you write poems too.) Somewhere a poet is cleaning a bathroom. Somewhere a cleaner is writing a poem. If you like this blog for any reason at all, you may well enjoy the poems on my other blog, Poems in the wild. I adore having this outlet for poems […]Continue reading