Category: Poetry
Finite Set Of Steps
Poem Deeply so you may tell yourself of love Of other worlds Awestruck, being only the thing You can claim to have hit Accuracy never the strong suit Matching with those shoes Color...
A Yard House Encounter
The beer sampler at the Yard House comes in six 5-ounce glasses. That’s a duce shy of two pints. Chris and I down them while we share an appetizer of boneless buffalo wings with...
Words Are Hollow
Love Poem After days and nights, many fights, days of spring and summer, auburn fall and colder winter. All the battles we fought together! All dawns we spent and laughed! Friends and smiles...
Writing Counterpoints
More than twenty years ago, I sat on a faded beige, chrysanthemum-patterned couch in New City’s first expresso bar, Caffeine Jones. Sipping hot cappuccino, I channeled my angst though Natalie Goldberg’s write-practice drills, filling...
The Dreamers
Poem Artists are dreamers anyways They were born to dream Artists are creators anyways They will leave their mark in each and every way Give them a word, and they will turn it...
A Rose on Kostenka Street
Poem Someone dropped you (a rose,) on Коstenka street: I found you while I tramped the crunchy road, As I skidded on Karaganda sidewalk-sleet, Down the snowy, boot-printed lane, Shivers slinging from my...
November 11, 2012
We make it to the Veteran’s Day concert at West Point. The storied USMA band plays melodies dating back to “Chester”, the most popular drum and piper tune during the Revolutionary War. The music...
A Moment of Vocational Repentance
Mira calls us to dinner. I rise from the chaise, still wrestling with the enjoyment of a summer day—reading, writing, being with family—while acknowledging the coming of another September. And the stressful year it...
