Original Text for Erasure Poem:  The Breath of Life by John Burroughs As life nears its end with me, I find myself meditating more and more upon the mystery of its nature and origin, yet without the least hope that I can find out the…

I want to do what the kids call, calling you out. But, if I do it, I will lose you, and some version of you is better than no version of you, so I don’t. I want to unravel your twistings, but when I try,…

Hey, Dude. I know its tough when someone dies. You’ve done that before but that was old people you knew would die. Different when it’s somebody your own age, really different when it was one of your best friends. I know it was tough not…

The body, the mind two that make one? or one that makes two? Nature, nurture two that make one? or one that makes two? genetics, heredity a determinist future? or a eugenicist canard?   The soul or the neuron The theory or the faith The…

Food cooking Bread baking Wine decanting Table set Diana calls I come Love follows

36 CORN ROAD  (PART 4)  THE REUNION   It was the best time I can remember Family gathered in one place Nothing fancy or pretentious Just a field, the sun and love all around us.   The hay wagon was full from edge to edge…

Yawp To sing from the soul To test the acoustics of the cosmos To write with your blood and tears To be uncontrollable in your passion

    Universe can gigantic or colossal in vastness Boundless and limitless in thousand combinations Creating and destructing all in its avenue   Further development can be unappreciable Seeing it on various combination Agitating the spirit of known species   Captivating avenues seen in the…

poem 13 A promise, a symbol, a new light. A sign that the storm is ending. A spectrum of color, a signal of new birth. We marvel at its mastery, this masterpiece inspiring art. -h.e.m.

Dear Twenty-Two,   I’m only going to shout this once; my mouth hurts, my throat, my teeth, my heart and soul. So, listen up!   I remember— You are incredibly overwhelmed, changing the bedpan, keeping the sheets clean, muting your heartache.   Your emotions are…