Tuesday, July 21, 2015


Hello you,
Visitor under 
Shadow where
Summer sun has 
Yet to go -- hello.
Among clay pots
Cooled after night,
While pavers still release
A gentle chill, be
At peace and know
Welcome --hello. 

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

It Is Us

Force transferred, warmed
Into wind, sun,
Into waves, surf,
Is a voice of stars, formed
As ours --a chorus.
By this calculus, if
An echo hears an echo,
It is us, it is us.

Monday, July 6, 2015

Garcia Bend 1949

I could hear the
Heavy bray of
Barges --sound
Delivered to
A child whose
World enlarged
Along a river.
The other side
Is still wild.