Made Visible The years teach much which the days never know. --Ralph Waldo Emerson Steel tines scratch, then pierce oak…
Deafness on Sundays they come rounding off hours plucking out minutes like string left in a drawer conscience stirs as…
Everything When the river rose that year, we were beside it and ourselves with fear; not that it would do…
Clarissa Jakobsons, poet, artist, instructor, and book artist, was twice featured poet in Paris, France at “The Shakespeare and Co.…
Human in Nature Like a Scotswoman dancing the Flamenco, her "Ole's" a little too "Ach, well."…
My Flat Horizon --after The Flat Horizon by Wang Chung And there are minerals and animals And there are colors…
Mother You were robed, you were sinking when I found you on the porch soft body spilling, spine pressed against…
The Real Thing what's the real thing sitting inside ticking away waiting to explode like a makeshift bomb. clinging to…
UnColor Me Drain from my flesh the hue of my ancestors, the tint of the African sun, the shade of…
Alexandra David-Neel She edits her life from a room made dark against a desert dropping summer sun. A daring traveling…