A moving debut poetry collection exploring love, loss, and the resilience of the human heart.

A moving debut poetry collection exploring love, loss, and the resilience of the human heart.

Wetland Concert"Down in the shaded woods by Crow Creek, Brown-eyed Susan is awake now and singing." ~ Diane Porter Sunflowers border meandering trail.Their scratchy leaves blow in ocean breeze,a whisp...

Democracy Diesfor all the journalists of Palestine There used to be a qualifieron the end of that phrase.Something to reassurethat democracide only occursin limited circumstances. That journalistic su...

Prayer for the World in Seven Couplets Start small. Think of someone you love, or someone needing more.Pray for their day, that they may be restored, inspired, energised. Pray for creators: Singers, p...

Prayer for the World in Seven Couplets Start small. Think of someone you love, or someone needing more.Pray for their day, that they may be restored, inspired, energised. Pray for creators: Singers, p...

Suburbia Arcadia you meet me off the plane at LAX                                          pick me up in your Prius and drive me straightto your parents’ house in Valencia     with your mother’sarmy o...

Breakfast TV  I would swear my soulsmells like cheese on toast,the buttered kindand roasted under the grill in Hadestime, that melt on sizzlethe Worcester sauce, and always cursedto be an empty or mis...

Above the Ramparts There’s a new garden by the seawhere they’ve been planting poets,where Maupassant and Hugo, cactusand palm, all reach for the warm wind. I ask how tall the plants might grow in twen...

My Name Is My name is: ‘Where are you from?’My name is: ‘You’re reasonably articulate for someone of your race’My name is: ‘But, even though you are born here, where are you actually from?’My name is:...

Breakfast TV  I would swear my soulsmells like cheese on toast,the buttered kindand roasted under the grill in Hadestime, that melt on sizzlethe Worcester sauce, and always cursedto be an empty or mis...