Monthly Archives: September 2020

not yet spring        and a cold wind blows through him to the bones words of elderly and dying residents of the hospice        stay with him voices of broken men        living on the streets        echo in him he listens to their … Continue reading →

EIGHTY-ONE truthful words aren’t always beautifuland beautiful words can avoid the truth I argue, say ugly wordsthink I’m after the truth I swear I knowbut I don’t holding tight to my truthI’m wrong the Tao of Lao Tzu says do … Continue reading →