I marvel at the way elderly couples can walk together with such delicateness that it’s like they’re holding the fate of the world in...

"Evil is the systematic substitution of the abstract for the concrete." —Sartre As in “concrete” as well as “abstract,” and though I...

"What I here propound is true: — therefore it cannot die: — or if by any means it be now trodden down so that it die, it will “rise again...

Here, where winter never really comes, How so, this vast profusion of wildflowers, These waves of jasmine sweet upon the wind, This hum...

Fingers of light peel away the hiddenness of badge-wearing sadists and Apache helicopter war crimes. Fingers of light peel away the lies...

I was a mere sixteen that Summer day We all piled in a beat-up car and drove To Woodstock, or someplace we had been told That a great...

They met me coming up the concession to our lane after the bus’s flag stop. They were waiting in the bursts of asters, in milkweed pods...

When the nukes start flying, when we see the mushroom cloud growing on the horizon, when reality comes crashing down in the most overt...

I do not need you like I do not need To read, or weep, or stew in nightly news. I do not need you like I do not need To whistle past the...

May all of your illusions be shattered beyond your ability to reassemble them. May you learn quickly from your failures and successes....

The color before the sun rises, due east, as the horizon is painted with streaks from heaven like a stained brush across the celestial...

“O foolish Cupid,” fair Apollo mocked. “To think that you, a wanton boy, should dare To think yourself the equal to a man Of arms, or...

Welcome to Planet Earth, where books written by dead men tell the living how to live. Where children who do not know how to live teach...

Aspire to greatness, but not the kind they teach you about in school. Not the kind where you can all be astronauts and presidents when...

Both beauty and intelligence were mine. But to what end? Of all the nineteen who Sprang from my mother’s fecund thighs, of daughters I...

Over the sultry seas and snowy peaks, A rich and glowing sun appears, Creeping from out the craggy recesses And pouring through the...

As boys, we collected fireflies in Mason jars on summer nights, hoping as we waited for dreams in small rooms the shadows filled we’d be...

Her head was golden as honey in the morning light, soft-haired with a halo shimmering as if the dawn of a better day. Her breath reminded...

As close as I could get to the water, I took off my leather sandals to let my toes dangle in the reeds. I lay back with my head on a...

In dactylic hexameter Turgid the sea as it billows and foams in the face of the tempest. Wind-lifted wave-crests explode into diamonds...