Poetry & Prose

You cannot be at home until you leave and return, having experienced the difference between away and back, You did not miss what the house lacked until the celebration of your homecoming when you felt the burden of what wasn't there.   . The eagle goes a long way off...

"Tikun Olam"* The house is falling down. Let's paint the walls. There are termites in the attic which explains water in the basement. The hinges on all doors are frozen halfway. Some think frozen open. Some think frozen shut. Let us redecorate with pictures of sound...

Being dead is a huge inconvenience for everyone but the dead. Family, both miles-away-people and close-ups under the roof, experience a variety of griefs and unsettled grievances. Verbs decay from active to passive, tenses shift from present to past, pronouns from you...

That’s what the steering wheel is for, amending the car/road relationship. The road is constant. The car is not. Weaving, veering, drifting, etc. For example, the car too close to the yellow line, or attempting a left-hand  turn in traffic, or on a trip to the grocery...

we are receivers                  receivers          all receivers satellites (envying stars)  zing through                atmospheric                       windows      distant  scenes battering                                              eyes ideational sounds...