Meltemi Winds
Winds, like me, wander and wend. Winds have flavors sailors taste. And tones! Winds have more distinctive musics than a...
Whales Already Call Us
In the free space between inhale and exhale; in the bridging place, a Sipapu, a wormhole between galaxies– whales live...
Sunchild
Solemn proclamation rays in lemongold and amber. Then the Sunchild bounced the tip of her ball over the lip of the land,...
Parched for God
Echoing in my soul, such silence as makes visible the shape of a great hunger. A panorama of my past...
