blossoms and clouds blowing whiteagainst a blue-washed skyaureoles of daffodilsabove the winter stubble forsythia miming sunlightbeneath the leafless treesbudded boughs cascadingfrom early greening…
The voices… they’re a little quiet these days You’d think I’d be happy they’ve given me some leeway but I see the real truth I see what’s at play They’ve given me space so that they may see the res…
what more could I have done for you I brought you to my home showered you with presents seated you upon a coral throne as my king when you slouched I remained proudly beside you I made sure you sat…
Let us hold men in our hands to feel their rough edges between our fingers and massages their temper before we misunderstand, let us have them submit to our attention and call that moment the vibes…
A blue heron lands, four-toed stilts trailing, wings outstretched, feathers spread like fingers catching the right amount of air, letting some pass for a light landing. In very few steps it settles…
If Narcissus had had a camera, he would have spent his days taking selfies. Smartness isn’t the same thing as intelligence. Smartness is mental ability. Intelligence is what you do with your smartn…
Or if they do, only in the language of crows. All night they gather in hills where nightshade grows. I have watched them hefting brown bottles, shadowy hands full of turf. They never sleep, and the…
(after Elizabeth Alexander’s ‘Butter’) One of my favourite smells is melting ghee wafting from the kitchen in strong gusts. Growing up, we have come undone in the company of fresh ghee, regaling ta…
—for April Fools’ Day, 2025 I. Today’s the day to fox and fool. Today’s the day to flick some fuel On laughter with a cuckoo joke, A wicked lark, a wacko poke So sick Old Nick will think it cool. T…