Poems for Flourishing

My new book Poems for Flourishing is launched! If you have at some point subscribed to this blog, ReVisionary’s View,...

Voice of the Tattoo

I span the space on your chest with the infinite from which you come— You are resplendent with stars! With...

Mural on the School Wall

Like a fading dream, the mural showing Mexican life on the shore loses color every day. Now that village sounds...

Masked Meaning

Not a disguise, though disguise it does. Not to amuse, not anymore. To terrify? Now the terror is to go...