March 25, 2025 retreat move on transform mutate grow old disappear rise fly away gone are the days of holding on soft words and leather...

March 23, 2025 tears before strangers and drinking bad wine brings me up against you again my poet and maker of maps one who led the way...

March 22, 2025 Things recede I forget to think of you but the turkey vultures are back and the juncos still remain in this inbetween home...

March 20, 2025 Here it is, a day of soft rain becoming wet snow, and the fire still lit Was I warm enough? Could you feel it? Do you...