The Traveling Onion
When I think how far the onion has traveled just to enter my stew today, I could kneel and praise all small forgotten miracles, crackly… Read More »The Traveling Onion
When I think how far the onion has traveled just to enter my stew today, I could kneel and praise all small forgotten miracles, crackly… Read More »The Traveling Onion
Life? Butterfly On a swaying grass That’s all … But exquisite! Nishiyama Sōin, translated by Peter Beilenson Painting Blue Morpho Butterfly by Martin Johnson Heade… Read More »Japanese Haiku
Little clown, my heart, Spangled again and lopsided, Handstands and Peking pirouettes, Back flips snapping open like A carpenter’s hinged ruler… Please join me for… Read More »Little Clown, My Heart
In a field I am the absence of field. Join me for the rest of this Mark Strand poem, “Keeping Things Whole,” for Mnemosyne 30:… Read More »Keeping Things Whole
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