Prairie Spring by Willa Cather Evening and the flat land, Rich and sombre and always silent; The miles of fresh-plowed […]
Archive for ‘The Classics’
This kind of fire
Have you ever noticed that inspiration pops up at the least expected most uninspiring times? Two minutes home after 100,000+ […]
You cannot put a Fire out
You cannot put a Fire out – A Thing that can ignite Can go, itself, without a Fan – Upon […]
I know some lonely Houses off the Road
I know some lonely Houses off the Road A Robber’d like the look of — Wooden barred, And Windows hanging […]
Departure Platform
We kissed at the barrier ; and passing through She left me, and moment by moment got Smaller and smaller, […]
(In Just-)
in Just- spring when the world is mud- luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and wee and eddieandbill come […]
To Kill a Mockingbird
Summer, and he watches his children’s heart break. Autumn again and Boo’s children needed him. Atticus was right. One time […]
Insomniac
There are some nights when sleep plays coy, aloof and disdainful. And all the wiles that I employ to win […]
My Treasures
These nuts, that I keep in the back of the nest, Where all my tin soldiers are lying at rest, […]
The Arrow and the Song
I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For, so swiftly it flew, […]
Ps and Qs: Photography, Poetry and Quiet 