Collected Poems

A rose dangles Above our collected heads (Folklore, the thousand pedaled Lotus) Its pedals swirl In light, in shadow In light, their...

one: woods lyric every thing contains its own spirit pebbles, pinecones, people, something amorphous that precedes all nouns & names...

in the conscious pond worries swim in like tadpoles–– violet; clear; dissolved

Along the Crescent Waxing I'll let my spine concave, and seated for days I'll drink green tea and gaze: The blue marble's storms, the...

O indigo star with surface of black molten rock forgotten sun suspended at the crossing in my chest please hold my weak thoughts in your...

On the frostbitten cliff, this too familiar impasse where a horned apparition Stands guard, barring all trespassers from the Temple. With...