Featured Poem-November, 2019

This poem is from the fire season last year, and next year. Diablo Winds The sky’s bruised flesh, apricot with a haze of green. Smoky, harsh air a cataract over the hills. Bristlecone and Bishop pines inseminate the ash-covered ground.

Inner Sunset available on Kindle

I buy many books of poetry for the pleasure of reading and to support my fellow poets. At least 50% of the books I buy are Kindle. I am running out of space in my house and also love reading poetry when I am at Farley’s in San Francisco or Broadway Coffee in Sacramento. I…

Featured Poem- October, 2019

This poem was just published in the Fall edition of Vistas and Byways. This edition has a special section on Music and they choose this poem. Vistas and Byways the literature review by members of the San Francisco State OLLI program. They introduced it this way… “This frank poem describes how the author overcame inhibition…

Featured Poem – September, 2019

This is an older poem and one I love. I live across from a park and theses trees are like friends. I am so delighted that it was published by Vistas & Byways Journal at San Francisco State Spring, 2019. Dignity of Trees Torn limbs expose the inner flesh.In the small park where we live,branches…

Featured Poem – August, 2019

Vistas & Byways is the journal of San Francisco State OLLI program. This poem was published in the Spring, 2019 issue. It is a nightmarish dream of mine ending in a powerful image from my childhood in rural Massachusetts. Fall Into the Next Rushing through airplane terminals, fumbling tickets, pages, bags, very late, can’t find…

Featured Poem – July, 2019

This time last year I was in Alaska visiting a family friend who is also a fabulous kayak guide. For a change of pace, here is one of my poems from the trip. These are actual names of climbing routes. The poem is also found in my book, Inner Sunset. Frozen Waterfall Climbing Routes in…

Featured Poem – June, 2019

I am so excited about the publication of my book. All I can say is Hallelujah! Sing-Along Messiah Is the point to bloom? Send your sweetness out on the air. Open your petals. Call to the bees. Lean toward the sun balancing on your tiptoes. Duet with the rain. Or is the point to fruit…