Category: Writing

  • National Poetry Month

    There’s finally a new newsletter going out. As long as it’s been since I wrote a newsletter, though, I think it’s even longer since I wrote a poem. April is a change month, I guess.

    Outgrowth

    Endlessly, endlessly,
    routing our hearts through our heads in concert,
    rhythms both natural and constructed.
    There’s the pounding and hammering
    that drives nails through
    our best intentions every day,
    And only every day
    rising up like weeds of flesh
    and insisting
    there is so very much to do.

    The ghost speech, whispers of wind in streams repeating.