on a bus near you...    eye am a recording devicespecial filters of my own prejudice. eye live in various bus stops where punctuation of life moments need not be, are ...

where we are    little could I imagine then that poetry would pick me at all, especially to write of words in dialects I don’t speak, but imaging their ...

costa barnacla    particular white cloud formation of the moment at hand, shall stay in place, be the capstone of my summer living vision, become permanent part and ...

To walk on the left, you must know right. ~~—————————————— “Poetry - but what is poetry. Many shaky answers have been given to this question. ...

tween the heart and NYC    only love poems and other complaints; “teach me where the apostrophe goes, the comma and why the question mark is curved and dotted like my ...