Buds on guard
Yes, of course it hurts when buds are breaking.Why else would the springtime falter?Karin Boye The open sky as blueas eyes of youthe tousling wind, its sunlit kissis bliss for […]
Category Archives: poetry
No castles of sand
“It’s not a lie”“it’s not a lie”“it’s not a lie” it’s many lies,based on lies,based on more liesbased on a pebble of trutha grain of sandbeached in the wavesof hyperbolic […]
Snowless spring
This last day of March I reflect on how far spring has progressed this year. Yesterday we went for a walk in the local forest. Though the ground is mostly […]
You call me love
With icicle hands I clutchyou heartand with venom in my words,I take control;distort your gaze to watch for specksdeform your thoughts away from planksand bend your sense of reasoninto treasonrage […]
Equinox, if only
Returning daylight, nowtoday at vernal equinoxa day victoriousagainst the blindness of the night. Imagine if, also rays of truthcould penetrate the twilightspread by hate. If spring could make it clear […]
