Category Archives: poetry

What is justice?

I look up from the pressed-wood desk and rub my ice-blue eyes. A blue pen lays slantwise across an electric yellow pad. The client exhales, forcing hot breath across the small space between us. “The fair comes to town in the fall,” I say.  The words fall like snow.   “Do you mean there is…

I See You

I see you. I am gazing into your vast dark with my white-blue eyes; You of this viscous space.  You and your hand-made wise.   I fear you’ll shout, “Move along now! There is nothing here to see!” Though you’d be wrong.  You’d be speaking only of the bark on the birch tree;   That…

The Playground in February

An odd February afternoon my two boys loll about The church playground with dirty knees, shouting haphazard praises. I relax into a weathered bench. They are three-and-a-half, and one  And-a-half; at this age halves matter. “Look, Mom!” Jay spirals Downward, sliding round. Will spins the wheel, captaining a great ship. We feel the air only…

Hold The Bottom Down

First you played brass, man,  Out front, uptown, high Notes and swing.  Miles not Max.  Dancing and light. We learned to duet. Horn popped scatted, sang. Strings strummed: blending gliding, winding, tight. Our sound hot, bold— two. Together harmonic. Unified front men In a two-man band. Children erupted. Wild discordant notes.  Improvisation. Duet to quartet….