My Listening Skin
at a concert of Spanish Renaissance music The singing voices swirl toward me through the air. The voicing of the...
My Kind of Church
The Ciruela tree drops tree-thoughts down to me below in the hammock. Tree mind knows everything’s alright, somehow, Just as...
Slathered
One honey bee, in the course of her entire (month-long) life, will make 1/12th teaspoon of honey. As I eat...
The Singing Ciruela
I look up from the hammock in afternoon light, and wonder how to tell the glittery green world of the...
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