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the New Year is coming I am not ready to let go of this one for this one held you for nearly half of it and yet the other half held the deepest chasm of grief I’ve known two halves same coin love and loss I am not ready to let...

I long to wake with a heart unencumbered by grief and sorrow I long to greet the day with the exuberance I once knew when you were still here I long to be the me that was me when you were still you I long to turn to you bed head...

my cat stands watch as I lie curled in a blanket on a lazy Sunday afternoon my furry citadel guarding me from the perils of the living room alert, she watches twitching her tail in vigilance as I drift off for an afternoon nap...

What would it be like to be kissed awake after a long sleep— sleep of turmoil, sleep of care— and be transformed? What was the dream about? The world interrupted? And what is this life promising romance? Will this same body...

They are so small, these poems. So inhabited by darkness even the night shines through its many stars. No wonder love seems so far away. No wonder nature deems to rustle, already gone. Somewhere God is on an escapade, saving a...

After Georgi Gospodinov Why does death love us so much? It sings like an angel inviting and golden, but as Rilke declared, always terrifying. Birds, trees, rocks carry on without death, are not ever lured beyond being. Air does...

A new day. Not a new life. Not the same thing. Our wild apple tree beside the road is still here opening again this year a bit taller perhaps, hanging over the asphalt, one of the earliest of fruit trees to blossom, starting a...