Poetry

Never again the holocaust of Jews, of Slavs, of dissenters, of the mixed or mismatched…

Whenever I pick up the broom, you run upstairs to hide– even when I let…

Don’t use conventional language in a poem they say, it’s cliché. So no smoke and…

Kicking loose stones out of his way, a tea farmer climbs down a mountainside towards…

This fertile futility creates havoc, Makes me undo what’s already done— Challenge all I know…

A lyric on my lips from a song I’ve forgotten. A spindle I prick my…

Under Tiki huts, Tables with margaritas, Salt spilled on the floor. I admired Jimmy Buffet,…

I watch a man caught in the crook of another man’s arm die again and…

The dull roar of the Pacific behind her, Hideko Tamura Snider, has planted ginkgos, whose…

In these troublesome times, Certainly God forgives our fears And admits we deserve protection. After…

When I was young, a blizzard snowed us in for a week. My house was…