Poetry

Black Thursday

What offerings can we make for the dead at our table of bounty and empty…

Higher Ground

We’re moving to higher ground, they say, As our island sinks slowly into the sea,…

Cognitive Dissonance

I went on a walk where no one was wearing masks. I petted a dog.…

A City Irony

The cold sun rises on the empty square; No occupants now where the ground is…

FACE YOUR WISH

Union Square 14 Street, the man plays in a subway, he plays well and looks…

Baseball, America, Yankees: A Photo Journal

We arrived at the Court Deli Restaurant early that morning for coffee and breakfast  and…

Morning Prayers

On New Year’s morning, my first extended stay with my daughter since she moved to…

the release of the butterflies

The air no longer warm and icky, The turn to autumn comes to pass. The…

State of Denial

No sooner than 24 hours after Hurricane Ian rumbled through the I-4 corridor where Orlandoans,…

Condolence Call for America

The luminous call for the birdsong bells A dream dies every few seconds in this…

In Memoriam

She thought her large hands and feet were due to her hard labour one summer…

Coffee is my Confidant

World’s Fuel from a Bean   Espresso short shot makes Ristretto, Doppio – a double-shot,…

About Your Warring Sides

…I just go where I’m told and do what I was made to do. from…

Poached Eggs

I’d like to Broach the executive subject of Poached Eggs   to achieve the perfect…

The Sins Of The Fathers

We had parked in a quiet Skopje side street and the Germans parked in front…