Not the shaded table by the pool
where I point out a hummingbird eating nectar
and my son asks, “You mean like I eat pizza?”
I remember coffee-flavored ice cream at the Royal Scoop,
how it made me long to be old enough to drink espresso
like Dad. I remember stepping off the plane into the sweet
humid air, the tissue-paper feel of the Lei around my neck,
Is it wrong to love this world like a newborn swaddled in peach skin, beech-tree bark, silt at the mouth of a stream whose headwater is starlight, is ocean-honey, is upwell of grief? World we once called mother, how we […]
Between Singularity and Singularity, between dawn and dusk, between errand and meeting, between dream and nightmare there is the flicker of free time, the choice to write sonnet or free verse, to carry or be carried away by burdens, by […]
I’ve come to take for granted so much–billboards and product
placements, sponsored posts disguised as honest-to-goodness
journalism, apps making me the product I can search and…
I’ll be brief, for we are both busy
and the calendar Gods have laid waste to
that idyllic peace which, if we’re honest,
is as foreign to our forebears as to us.
But the thing
about the apologue
of the frog in boiling water
is that it’s scientifically false
“Surveillance capitalism unilaterally claims human experience as free raw material for translation into behavioral data.” – Shoshana Zuboff If no one but me profits from this walk in the woods, what does it say that I’m no good at making […]
The rain falls like puzzle pieces
dumped from a satin bag in the
sky. Excited, my son turns each
droplet in his hands…
Terns carry no pass- port, respect no borders, write long-titled haiku – Read The Family-Separation Files here