I was browsing through my Writing directory and came across a folder I totally forgot about, called Poems 2000. These are poems I wrote around the year 2000 and after reading a few, I decided to review them and perhaps … Continue reading →
Mother nearing ninety winds the old clock pulling the chains dangling from the wooden case. Time stored in her flesh and bones seeps through her hands. I listen to each shallow breath, feel the faint trembling of her arm … Continue reading →
Winter in Castaneda Climbing the stairsfrom the cellar to the room with the tile floor, eight months later, after the pain has softened, after the ashes have been scattered on the rock, after driving past the snowy fields of … Continue reading →
I live in two countries and that’s exciting. By there is another side to it: the feeling of rootlessness and the longing for a permanent home. Home With Christmas looming once again I drag gifts across townboard a plane heading forwhat … Continue reading →
