Monthly Archives: March 2020

There once was a dove who flew for centuries in groups with sound cacophonous. This most prolific of birds, numbering perhaps a billion, amazed those who watched them. These watchers recorded in words a chorus that will never be heard again. By 1890 these flocks had vanished. No slate blue males with copper undersides, hintsContinue reading “Beautiful losers”

If you reach for the sun you will find a land of fire where everything is fuel every ego, every lie. Your wings will burn like Icarus- the diving is final. If you reach for the moon you will find a land breathless where nothing holds you down as you drift above the ground. WhenContinue reading “Hubris”

There are two of them and they come with steps stealthy and lean, almost as tall as me the one will nudge the feeder with his beak, bump, bump and perhaps the corn will fly. A leaf winds into the breeze, a masquerade of the sparrow in flight – this is how to please theContinue reading “Homeless”

When you create a painting and let it move with the words of ages and the song of June bugs – the image of a father lost in contemplation with the vagaries of children all of them complacent. Being alive doesn’t need space, only the wisdom ‘do it now’ while you can tomorrow is behindContinue reading “Sunday in the country*”