The smoke and the fire (A poem)

Technically, I wrote my Day 8 entry for National Poetry Writing Month yesterday, so here is a poem I wrote today. The smoke will rise in good time leaving ash and fragments of bone the proverbial trail of tears a regret or two and a reminder that everything ends The light will give it shape [...]

The death of the Grand Dame (A poem)

Attempting to form a tribute from a jumble of impressions on a very long day… It snowed in Lithuania today they’ve got aerial photos for proof In fact, it seems colder just about everywhere the skies gone cloudless for the prettiest star Three years ago, wandering the streets of Germantown we’d no idea where we were [...]