Poetry Friday
This is What Was Bequeathed Us This is what was bequeathed us:This earth the beloved leftAnd, leaving,Left to us.No other worldBut his one:Willows and the riverAnd the factoryWith its black smokestacks.No other shore,… Continue reading
This is What Was Bequeathed Us This is what was bequeathed us:This earth the beloved leftAnd, leaving,Left to us.No other worldBut his one:Willows and the riverAnd the factoryWith its black smokestacks.No other shore,… Continue reading
Closing Words I feed myself.I listen to the rain falling bright and furious.Rain remembers its falling for a moment, rippling,Then forgets itself in the sheeting, sliding, silence.It’s four-forty.The sky reflects gray in the… Continue reading
This Friday, October 29th, I’ll be taking the hot seat for Part 2 of an AMA for the Patient Empowerment Network’s Empowered Patient Chat which takes place on Twitter 10am PT; 1pm ET;… Continue reading
I share with you the agony of your grief,The anguish of your heart finds echo in my own.I know I cannot enter all you feelNor bear with you the burden of your pain;I… Continue reading
The Garden What I want to know, please, iswhat is possible, and what is not.If it is not, then I am for it.My heart is out of its flesh-phase.I am done with all… Continue reading