Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during a moment.
-Carl Sandburg[Contact]
- Here
- How to Swim
- How you hold me
- A Stones Throw to Somewhere
- And it is now that I know why
- Streetlamp
- Heaven is an Orchid
- Signal Fire
- The End
- If I lost you
- Definitions A Letter to Love
- LS
- I know when your poetry began
- thoughts beyond nature
- daylight what
- Yahmeh
- When We Were Alive
- When One Becomes a Whore to Night
- Wearing My Mothers Hands
- Waking Greenwich
- Unsent Bedside Notes to Suitors Past and Future
- Silences
- Unearthing the Synthesis of Rebirth
- Touch
- To Find You
- The Art of Bathing Alone
- Sunsets of Absence
- Stoned
- Statutory Death of the Heart
- Soles
- She said
- Return of the Fawn
- May 17 1958
- For Days Upon Days
- Featherpennies
- Fall in Waters
- Dear Loved One
- Collision
- Buena Vista Colorado
- Ayaros
- Ave Maria
- Ancestral Snow
- The Pianist
- The Book of JOB
- An Unsent Reflection to Kahlil Gibran
- Aisle Number Cursed
- A Night in the Life of Her
- A Mendicants Notice of Impassioned Debt
- Table of Contents
- Rust
- Scene 2 Queue the blood