Serendipity A barter between neighbors, chance of the unexpected – my pasture gone wild for lack of grazing, their horse gazing at our...

Let's Fly the Wind We met at the complex closed for business on a bright chill Saturday, its sky and clouds. Wind sweeps white blossoms...

Our long-gone Kitty Souris was a hunter: mice, birds, lizards; owl-talon scars in her flanks – we couldn’t keep her in the house. Now...

Eleven days ago we drove from our outskirts of Rescue to Rocklin to Jackson & back home again; Hatch and I got our 2nd dose of vaccine,...

Here’s a poem from last Sunday’s Capturing Wakamatsu workshop. Wakamatsu Farm is one of my favorite local places – ancestral land of...

Tongues The man who walks with dogs has to find new words for the first daffodil in bloom yellowing the small graves up the hill. Each...

Ten years ago we lost Hatch’s search partner Piper. I remember how, in her last days, she’d gaze across the swale where I still feel her...

Here’s a disjointed sonnet from a few years back: Avalanche Aubade For just an instant she holds him in bright air faceted as crystal....

A poem from Wren Tuatha’s Pandemic//Planet//Protests: Poetry of Place workshop sponsored by Sacramento Poetry Center. The interrogation...

I wrote this poem a few years ago recalling a ridgetop above Somerset, at the end of a little dirt road where Hatch built a...

from Black History Month hosted by Black Lives Matter El Dorado County and Poetry of the Sierra Foothills, an Art & Poetry event (Feb....

A poem for today’s Black History Month art & poetry event in front of Placerville Courthouse: Master, Slave for William Wells Brown in...

We’ve finally got our first Covid-19 vaccination scheduled! Here’s a poem (a pantoum) from last April, in lockdown, recalling past...