* La vaca, "the cow" in Spanish.
#AmericanWriters
I will keep Broken things: The big clay Pot
You confide in me that you are lonely,
I Sing of Mumia brilliant and strong and of the captivity that few black men escape
When you see water in a stream you say: oh, this is stream water; When you see water in the river you say: oh, this is water
With your unknown to me Odd magic You came To me:
I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through
Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there’s something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for d...
The tree of life has fallen on my small house. I thought it was so much bigger! But it is not. There in the distance I see the m…
If my sorrow were deeper I’d be, along with you, under the ocean’s floor; but today I learn that the oil that pools beneath the ocean floor
Going out to the garden this morning to plant seeds for my winter greens —the strong, fiery mustard
As if I’ve swallowed A watermelon And Sidestepping My digestive tract
Don’t be like those who ask for ev… praise, a blurb, a free ride in my… limousine. They ask for everything… anything in return. Be like those who can see that my…
His posture From so many years Holding his robe with one hand Is odd. His gait
When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder