Haiku Dreams
The dream of my life, to lie down by a river, and listen, listen. To sing a little, a frog...
The dream of my life, to lie down by a river, and listen, listen. To sing a little, a frog...
I want to be like water, merciful, enlivening. Gliding and dispersing, forgiveness as a given. When I can be like...
When we pull ourselves up from our cosmic roots, we dangle, we dry, we die. Separation from the stars makes...
The Pink Moon has me wondering about the uses of poems. I’d like a poem for communion, one just to...