At an imperceptible angle Rays of light fill a room Spill over a coffee table And complete my perception on Paying homage to insects They are each dead in a jar Collected after the massacres Of a modern need to... Continue Reading →
I missed this event, but I wanted to just post it and say how delighted I am that they dedicated 14 hours to the work of Emily Dickinson. Happy National Poetry Month Buffalo! http://www.buffalonews.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20130413/CITYANDREGION/130419544/1003
Dear Emily, I love birds, and the bobolink has been an inspirational totem for me in many dreamscapes. His yellow hood reminding me of a Grimm Fairytale, his striped wings an omen from both worlds. I am not sure you... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 