Stay (an eco-poem)

The moon above ‘Aliomanusays “stay” and the whole rideback to the top of the hillin the bed of a pick-up truck,I yearn to call this feelingthat which others must feelupon returning Home.And when I arriveat my wooden gate,I hesitate for a momentbefore pulling the string latchto look at the coconut… Stay (an eco-poem)Read more

The Vanishing (an eco-poem)

“We just need to wake people up!” No, I’m sad to say we’ve been awake for a long time. We’ve been watching for a long time as she slipped away between row houses and street signs announcing Sagebrush, Poplar, Clearwater, Skyline— postage stamp reminders like pins on a map or… The Vanishing (an eco-poem)Read more

Outside (a poem)

Eye contact becomes language as lips disappear, leaving only eyebrows over pools of so-much-to-say welling up on the inside. Outside, the Earth breathes. Outside, the hen still clucks in the garden and today, the way the sunlight bounced off the green watering can, her tiny fingers and gaptoothed smile as… Outside (a poem)Read more