My Steady Question
I ask of my Greater Consciousness, the constant question, What is true here? This is how I meet myself, and...
Waterfalling – videopoem
Everything in the waterfall keeps going away. What seems, only seems, to stay, is the alluring form of falling....
Luckily – videopoem
A rustle in the tall grass a few feet away from where I bent and weeded. The rabbit froze, oval...
Song of Your Passing – videopoem
The life arising from your dying leaves an imprint in the air, the way, after a concert, I carry the...
