Refusing to be Finished Deep down inside I gurgle with the primordial stew, with fragments of life, small strands floating in ether or essence, spirella that drift and twitch blindly, occasionally bumping into each other and fusing, merging, creating new forks and strands and tendrils. Deep down inside I foment with the churn of the worlds, of all … Read More
Memorial Day, A Poem
June, summer’s dawn The wind steady off the Delaware in the Vietnam memorial where I sometimes go to do chi kung, early morning Chinese breathing for health – repair – rejuvenation Medicinal more than Spiritual Spirit still the fabric, the meshwork between the cells of experience, of incidents, between the living and those gone late An index card, … Read More