Only money economy has filled the days of so many people…with a reduction of qualitative values to quantitative ones. –Georg SimmelMore
Tag Archives: poems
Garden
know yourself…and the selves within your selfMore
A Metamorphosis
Why are we all staring at the same spot on the ground? Or at the same spotlessness of the sky?More
Nothing Left of You
“Only those who are, themselves, on the dusty road of becoming-dust can love others who (or that) have embarked on a similar journey at birth or at the time of their fabrication.” – Michael MarderMore
Calling Azur
For my grandmother’s fearless curiosity, which at one time brought the family an unforgettable friendMore
On what is social in poetry
Perhaps even our responsibility bears the mark of irresponsibilityMore
An Example
So wise souls/ leaving self behind/ move forwardMore
Care-less
Full of weal and woe as the wheel goes roundMore
Dawn in Hades
The light can be stubborn, and linger, when the sun setsMore
Good for a laugh
What is our speech but the chirping of baby birds?More
As it begins, so it ends
For M.H., and other loves who protected my desireMore
The Torn Canopy
We used to pray for rain, for sustenanceMore
It is a certain faith we have in life…
flecks and flickerings of…faith?More
It was a moment that mattered
unimaginable momentousnessMore
Dragon
My grandmother dreams while awakeMore
Love the Dust 