July 30, 2014

To be, they say

To be, they say is fair enough for any continent: any soporof, any charging mane; for me, an indefatigable sate, run through with many merry madnesses: to slight […]
April 2, 2014

Reflections in Lent: Why Does A Poet Write A Poem?

Why does a Poet write a Poem when Poems will not be heard? Or Fishers dangle  in unctuous streams for carp no one will eat? Then, […]
March 14, 2014

Reflections in Lent: Prayer To Be

It gives me no great pleasure to ask this, Lord. But just the same: help me. Help me to see that I have feet to walk […]