Poems

In each step that you take To defend our ideals From the soot on your face To the fear you embrace You proclaim to the one And the world as a whole That Americans care For the poor of the soul. Your attention is firm Your fidelity, real From the blood that you live To […]

I’m drawn to you as sky is drawn to Earth. As water is, to leap your daring Falls. The way creation is, to joy of birth. As faith and reverence, to hallowed halls. You are a second soul. My gravity. An inspiration for ten thousand lines. A silken chute above security in air whose height

A butterfly Emerging The silken veil of her cocoon Pieces of it Are clinging to her wings Like sleep. She becomes aware That’s she’s not what she used to be. She has wings. The ground no longer holds self-consciousness for her. The air No longer is her restraint. The sky She’s no longer shy of

Call Winter a road if you will, a Silk Road of a sort, like I do.I love the winter snow,and all the children do with it.And in the same, childlike way, Winter’s a passage for me. Solitudinous.An escape through silence, science, sculpture, scripture, and all the other forms of art.A passage through darkness and discovery

There are In the night Those who light A path For other feet To follow.