“… filled my cup …”
Category Archives: poem
To take notes
“… parallel to the love …”
The frequencies of poetry
‘… like Wheatley, Poe, Thoreau and Baldwin …”
Of segues and homegoings
“… words for my brother Stu …”
Fear ain’t true
“… at the root of it …”
The bemoaned of the borrowed
“… balances not going nowhere …”
Not to assume doom
“… I wonder …”
