Poem 20: Naming the stars: I’ve always wondered whether we’re spending too much time or not enough naming all the stars out there. Deciding which ones will be famous and which can live a quiet life just because. It has always been fascinating to me…

I wrote about walking during the day, as it now noon here. Outside It’s an oven outside The air mostly just hot, still, what you might expect at noon near the summer solstice on a desert island. Onions are frying in ghee for someone’s lunch,…

We laugh around the fire as its light flickers on all our lit faces. Beer, wine, vodka, peach whiskey, Sweet spiked, or bitter, Whatever the taste, it’s a lit crowd of raucous friends. He tells the same stories again and again – about the island…

When you miss the state where you grew, There is a candle just for you.   In the early Washington summer, You smell spring rain, Wet pine needles, Fresh blackberries for your ice cream shakes, And a blanket of wild flowers.   As I sit,…

On the news today: “Be on the lookout for three escape artists from a local amusement park, Storybook Land: The Red Fox, Mama Bear, and Pippi Longstocking. Do not approach. Call your local authorities, they may be dangerous.” You have nothing to fear I know…

Who do you trust, little girl. A fox or a bear?   Who should lead, little one, The kit or the cub?   Who do you love, little dear, Can you make your choice clear?   Who do you know, little lass, The sly or…

At the point of no return. A phrase to represent an end. But it does not mean the finale. It is a beginning. The first gasp. Before the plunge.

Are you building a house?  Think about a lasagna Planning a huge event with much fanciness? Think about a lasagna Financial planning? Think about a lasagna A lasagna will always be your ultimate guide to perfection Step One: collect your mise en place – all…