Can cats talk?..“Cat talk,” my poem
start listening…
“…stoked again by antique thunders…”
“It looks like rain”…(my poem)
“…Virginia Woolf?”…it’s hell on earth
It ain’t the Cleaver family…
The Book of Days…part xxxxiv
nature poems about the dawn’s early light…
Facing East from Indian Country (book review)
Another point of view from Daniel K. Richter
a raisin thing, not just dried grapes
could be a big deal
“The unseen owl…” “Occurrence,” my poem
I share my one note
The Bombing of Auschwitz…yay or nay? book review
it was a hard call…
everyone sees it…the empyrean
the poem comes easily
You can only see four legs…
Honest Abe says so…









