April 22; a snowy day in Steamboat Springs. Found moose scat by the house... A single magpie in the tree.   Graffiti Signs of our Being Alive and astonished Left [...]

By |2023-05-28T12:03:00-07:00April 22nd, 2023|poems|Comments Off on Graffiti

My Guadalcanal Diary

Unspoken Word -- L.S. Collison           This work-in-progress is inspired by the personal wartime service album of Harry M. Collison, Jr. - my father -- [...]

In Utero

New moon over the ocean embryo low deep in the belly of the sky i feel your heartbeat in the tide i will soon die but you my ancient orb [...]

By |2022-01-04T21:02:01-07:00January 4th, 2022|poems|Comments Off on In Utero

New Year’s Eve gluttony; a poem

Say farewell to this stale old year sweet though she was at one time marvelous crunchy miracles mixed like crackerjacks with hard kernels of disappointment bad for the teeth I [...]

By |2022-01-01T12:41:42-07:00January 1st, 2022|memoir, poems|Comments Off on New Year’s Eve gluttony; a poem
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