Psalm 102:7
I lie awake; I am like a lonely sparrow on the housetop
awaiting the whisper of dawn to caress the vacant charcoal peaks, asleep.
I lie awake; I am like a lonely sparrow on the housetop
awaiting the whisper of dawn to caress the vacant charcoal peaks, asleep.
The waitress greeted us in Saint Petersburg / We drank strong coffee in Alexandria / Our omelets were served in Cambridgeshire / As we gossiped in the narthex of Hagia Sophia
Read MoreLet my verses meander, woven around fields / of hallowed kindness, their hummed liturgies
Read MoreThis morning I drove by my old school / A staff meeting was being committed inside / Perpetrating crimes against intelligence / “HELLO MY NAME IS” / 10,000 years of civilization?
Read MoreAt the gas station I bought a Chinese rocket / And worried that a lottery might fall from the sky / I tucked away the ticket into my pocket / Or tucked my pocket into my ticket – but why?
Read MoreFew constants obtain in our shifting world / And even those constants must leave us at last / Even as the mists of September obscure / The golden days of a summer now past
Read MoreIn an ice-cream summer in the long ago / I met a marvelous cat in Gatineau / Pushkin by name, a fastidious Russian / His shiny fur coat never needed brushin’…
Read MoreAfter months of dreary drought and heat / Light raindrops fall upon the withered world
Read MoreWhen we were young / A friend once showed me a passage in a book / In which the monks of a certain cloistered order / Were often blessed with wonderfully peaceful deaths / Like candles when they quietly go out
Read MoreThere’s an atmospheric pressure / That’s in more than just the air / It’s a sluggish, heavy parasite / That hides behind the glare
Read MoreA day so hot that ordinary tasks / Exhaust the body and the soul; to grasp / The handle of a water tap wearies the mind / To grasp a simple thought eludes one’s will /
Read MoreI was the song of Patrick’s heart,
and what made Arthur’s quest start.
When the music of Taliesin ceased to flow,
I saw the invaders come and go.
The clapped-out Boeing / wheezed to the gate // The ground crew jumped / name-tags rattling // And swiftly moored / the shining ocean-bird
Read MoreDo you feel the light go out
Like a light bulb with a flick?
A flame extinguished at the wick?
All in the same sky:
Luna, Venus, Jupiter
While the soft winds sigh…
There’s an atmospheric pressure That’s in more than just the air It’s a sluggish, heavy parasite That hides behind the glare
Read MoreAn advert assures us its product is jaw-dropping
If true, this loss of body parts would be painful
And which part of the purchaser’s jaw drops?
The man pushes the mower,
Carefully cutting the grass,
Followed by his son.
She adopted us several weeks ago And after the usual hissings and spittings Was accepted by the other cats…
Read MoreThere are days that I love
When all I must do is
Watch and listen and read