All We Did was Joke but It’s Real

If you won’t eat anymore how will I show you love? If you won’t speak how could I fathom? If you weren’t here anymore how will I substantiate loving you? No, it’s never the same cliche The living do not

5 Year Non-Review

This November there seems to be nothing to say. – Anne Sexton That covers it I guess. Some links: something else I’d written earlier this month the 4 year review 3 years and Thanksgiving Two Year Review (that was several

November Always Is Not Easy

November always is not easyMany poets have remarked on this I will say, however, in fairnessIt’s not as though it was only ever windyor that the rain wouldn’t ceaseWe saw the sunWe saw the moonLight remainscreeping away earlier in the

Dispatches from Camping # 1

The young woman who had seen the wind in my hair is dead She had been driving a car we shared a lifetime ago And she was just crazy enough to let me hang part way out of the front