The Answering World
Everything I look at looks back at me. I begin to feel the way the rain interacts with me, the...
Everything I look at looks back at me. I begin to feel the way the rain interacts with me, the...
Water sheets from the sky Trees sway ecstatic The grass is getting drunk. Farmers throw up their hands in glee...
(Turtle Center Bali, Day Three) The day we clean the beach I see what humans have done, how shameful...
Today as I cleaned their shells, some slapped their flippers against my hands while some were tranquil Buddhas. To each...