Peace in Bassano del Grappa
Rainclouds, dressed in royal blue, drift south from the alpine glaciersand replenish the brio of the
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Rainclouds, dressed in royal blue, drift south from the alpine glaciersand replenish the brio of the
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Slate clean — I lived for another day.See those flowers over there?See how nothing gets in?See
Walt Whitman and His Bridge Read More »
Winter 2024 Dear Henry, I know it hasn’t yet been long since we parted ways but
The Polar Bear Letters Read More »
He runs his hand along the soft, gentle curves of her backmemorizing every little nuance of
Peace is easy to find when enveloped in water. Cool ocean currents weave between webbed fingers,
Bright squares of sunlight bounce around on her face and chestand the breeze plays happily withher
Observing the Young Gleaner Read More »
Cruising the Garden State Parkway, July 1988,windows down, soupy New Jersey wind,acrid smells of petroleum from
Garden State Parkway, July 1988 Read More »
In the early 1970s, our little rural church sported a proportionately little choir. On a good