As the snow swirls around them, an old man in a wheelchair uses sign language to tell another old man standing at the bus stop, “Friend,
White privilege it’s called and re… I learned its name although I’ve… white as a sheet for decades. Like breathing and eating I take white privilege for granted.
As autumn turns colder there’s only one moth fluttering at midnight around the porch light. He’s the last of the flock
I’ll have to ask some preacher what if he comes when it’s inconvenient when I’m bowling or lifting a stein of lager
Walking very slowly, ancient Wall… right behind his ancient Molly who… stepping down the garden path, her first time out in weeks, wobbly still on her new knee.
He asked and so I told him. The “cancer” poems stem from cancer in the family. Daughter’s terminal. Son’s a five-year survivor.
A reporter asked Wilbur once if there were any advantages to being deaf and Wilbur used sign language to say not that he could think of
After World War II before television, before women had tattoos before men wore earrings, I was a child in a world
First, we place the neck on the bl… and put the basket underneath the head and then make sure the bl… is sharp enough before we ask the… one more time just to be polite:
Porch light bright all night keeps thieves away but not the moths that dance till dawn
Some say none. Others say one. Some say three in one and then say one of the three
Universal salvation claims everyone goes to Heaven and no one goes Hell. Highly controversial. The auditorium was packed
Memories never go away. They’re visitors from yesterday arriving unannounced often to a mixed reception. Faces aren’t clear but
You won’t find poetry anywhere unless you bring some of it with y… said Joseph Joubert, a French writer whose day job was working for Napoleon.
I will no longer feed the birds on the front porch as I do daily autumn through winter when I go out at dawn to get the paper on the lawn and spread seed on