Out of the ash I rise with my red hair. And I eat men like air. –Sylvia Plath I’d like to tear these petals with my teeth. –Li-Young...

I can hear the cry of the end of time and See the forests that fall and are no more; I can choose to clog my mind with drugs and wine, To...

Oh quick, come here -- You've got to see! The sight will drive you wild. Alert the media! Stop the press! Our baby girl just smiled Isn't...

If I believed in other lives, In that we’ve lived before, I could see us standing on the banks Of a stream above Tintern Abbey, You in...

Amelia, my father's mother, lived too far from California to be Grandma. Nebraska's distance stretched her title wider: Grandmother...

I remember my father best In the smells of Fall: Fresh turned forest earth Where elk have run; The sweat of pine pitch Amber-gathered in...

I will never feel this way again. The sand is soft beneath my feet, I glide across its shifting stories. It may never be so warm again....

the wives of the tennis-shoed microsoft necromancers take their children to the zoo in bright red hats and little pants sporting clouds...

There's a doodlebug town in the black silty sand at the end of our path where the yard cups the road. Belly down in the grass, you can...

Today is the fog that veils the sea – tomorrow, a promise of clarity. Too shallow the beach – My feet against the sand, break! Break the...

In a brief span of time the seasons change, and I walk into the middle of October. I love the smell of a fall morning, the wet, thick air...

Furtive hours now at end Dawn expels the moon. Gentle surf upon the sand Ambrosia fills the room. The fruit, we've shared, has satisfied...

I wake as sun slips over the sill And pull you to the patio, We'll have a breakfast picnic, Scent of new mown hay upon the breeze Fresh...

A dream dress gives trouble When comes the telling Of gorgeous cut and hue. You quickly lose credence When describing the color as...

We marveled at the blue door, Her painting Hung on westward wall. Again I meet this painting Strong pure airy Hung on another nail,...

If you cannot laugh, lower your eyes as this day dies-- crawl with the sun's light out a window towards night. The day delivers too much...