Eyes of All Mankind

the eyes of all mankind Whether seen or listened for from a mountain top over city sunset battered and sometimes torn still bears the minutes of splendor If you were stranger after another across the Western sky I'm learning that I very much enjoy making poetry out of the stuff of everyday life--cardboard and vintage [...]

Penny Harvests

rising wind, freshened earth, and then…the rains This is the message, too, to restore the weary. at a touch, To make the riches of harvests This simple visual poem happened (somewhat) by accident today, as I was experimenting with cardboard and paper. Perhaps something to try my hand at going forward.

Forest Above, Forest Below

Forest Above, Forest Below, paper collage, 2020 we’re all barefoot in time wandering as if old things really do come back from this, everything follows: the moon becomes ecstatic the sky changes its name (laughing, knowing) will these names and faces ever come again? where fingers brush the metal best of man and seed

Your Peace is Tide

Heavenly bodies, paper collage, 2020 your peace is tide spotless like warm rain sends out roots invents prophets invents poets invents a grim, impossible fate like rebirth, this too, is inevitable overhead, a second sun cracks, runs golden unties its strings & waits

The Yellow Desert Poems

The Yellow Desert, paper collage, 2020 i. the notion of being civilized is  heightened by shadows an infinite crust of time a sense of music to hold onto at the center of  dawn, earth cries —is vibrant, mellow, happy we are the bystanders relics of liquid freedom ii. the mind breathes in  strange waves  dense  [...]