someone's mother (9/28/16)
national poetry day (3/21/17)

fluid dynamics (11/2/16)

Now is now,
In luxury, taking deep breaths
Learning to breathe deeply all over again
at least for today
today is today
tomorrow’s wheezing just a concept
like tomorrow’s lunch and dinner
yesterday’s forgotten nature
it’s all one and the same—

Wu wei, sprezzatura, chickadees, chicken breasts
a tree with a bent trunk that still reaches for the sky

—and all this,
this drama, confusion, chaos,
greedily or angrily or desperately drinking in of lies
drowning in a shallow pool of incalculable demand…
this, too, shall pass.