Notes On A Staff
Japanese Winter branches tipped with birds, fat buds that blossom on the air; gray flames at rest on a poplar candelabrum; four””-no, three””-notes on a …
Dave’s best – ahhh…
Japanese Winter branches tipped with birds, fat buds that blossom on the air; gray flames at rest on a poplar candelabrum; four””-no, three””-notes on a …
The Shopper I visit the grocery store like an Indian woman of Cuzco attends a cathedral. Repeating words: butter, bread, apples, butter bread apples. I …
what issa heard two hundred years ago issa heard the morning birds singing sutras to this suffering world. i heard them too, this morning, which …
For those of you who don’t know, William Carlos Williams (some consider him the father of the “Beat” generation) was a medical doctor. It is …
Sweet Dancer The girl goes dancing there On the leaf-sown, new-mown, smooth Grass plot of the garden; Escaped from bitter youth, Escaped out of …
Gratitude to Old Teachers When we stride or stroll across the frozen lake, We place our feet where they have never been. We walk upon …