The Millennial Pedestrian

“So many of us streaming along — / all of humanity, really –”

“They improve everything, pork chops to soup”

The Bayman
In lawless times he roved Jamaica Bay. From brackish coves he lunged, a Dutch corsair. Rigging lacy, sails all crazy-quilted, crew amazed with gin. His black flag snapped and peaceful craft took white-waked flight.
In mother’s desk I found a yellowed card, a photo of his lair — his cottage, really. The family […]

“Waking from the dream you think, / ‘Thank God, it’s just a dream’”

“Tha barbarians are due here today.”

Dry Spell
Sometimes nothing happens. The brain lies there on the rug and refuses to take a walk.
Part of writing is just waiting. And hoping. Hoping some kind of nourishment will fall from the sky in the form of inspiration, like a dog looking down at the kitchen floor hoping a chunk […]

Some poets you should check out.

“And the earth rose up:
the barren hills arose …”

Thinking it’s a pathway through the Park,
People enter the cul-de-sac …

Signs in heaven …
cabalistic symbols on a license plate …