On Writing

Poem 212 – Tell me

Tell Me everywhere I lookthings I lovesounds of lifeslipping into my ears nestingthis extended arm of homean outdoor sanctuary dottedwith purple-lipped bloomslavender dries to perfectionbits of Paris bend into flower potsbook covers coffee mugssteaming with comfort the maple trees are fat greenheads – leaves luxuriating lengtheninglike covid hair uncut for monthsbeautifully disheveled in the distance… Continue reading Poem 212 – Tell me

On Writing

Poem 200 – Perfect Sun & First Impressions w/ Alexei Ungurenasu

Perfect Sun The sun is a perfect circle of glowing orange.I look into her, my eyes shivering at her circumference.She’s perched behind a cluster of maple brancheslike all the potential of today in one stunning ball of magic light. When I blink, she puts her face on myeyelids, a flash of golden mirrored from the skyover… Continue reading Poem 200 – Perfect Sun & First Impressions w/ Alexei Ungurenasu