Day: April 26, 2022

It was a day of surprises. Yesterday, this plum tree had only tightly bunched up buds. Today the sun came out for a few minutes and the plum tree called out, “Look at me! Look at me! Every flower a plum will be!” The next surprise lay at my feet as I stopped to admire…

Aubade Odilon Redon, Flowers Star-birds murmurwith ancient light-breath, and if they drop a seed–or two—a rustle in the quiet nightbetween cycles of moon-song, it is the thing you almost-saw—but the flowers are there at bird-dawn blooming,magical, something like love. There are terrible things happening in the world, but I went walking on a beautiful spring…

I’m happy to announce that another poem of mine is published at Gobblers/Masticadores//Editores: Manuela Timofte/J re Crivello. I thank Mr.J re Crivello, Director and founder of Gobblers/Masticadores and his team. Here is my poetry. If you want to meet me….. If you want to meet me, then come under the neem tree on a moonlit…