A calling moon, a raven's wings, and a very late coming heat
I am unable to stay up late. My days are so full that I collapse with the sun, as if its orange ball were a weight that drags me down...
A calling moon, a raven's wings, and a very late coming heat
Wings and petals and webs
New collection, upcoming shows
Slowing down....
Oops....it's not Friday.
Spring hope, sorrows, and a poem
happy new year on a new moon night
Holiday time
Notes from the mountain
A poem, two paintings, and a prayer.
Do you do what you do for love?
The pebbles in my pocket
Painting someone's story
Thank you.
Tueday's troubles and tenderness
Monday's poem and the apocalypse
Dear Friday, on a Saturday, I offer you this poem....
Dancing in daffodils
The year of July and Monday's poem
Summer days and the sweetest little gallery