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,…