As with the hand-built intricacies of the stage, so the craft of shape and language. Words are line drawing representations of our connection to other people.
When I write, I slip over to a side corner to write down the words I hear. This material comes from people in my sphere and from my own unruly thoughts.
In my reading life, I’ve found that a poem really reaches down into me when the poet shows me something I already know but don’t yet understand.
Papeachu Press, 2020 (2nd edition)
This collection of poetry seeks to approach our rapidly growing city with compassion, to imagine its people as complex individuals.
It is a collection of love poems.
"Language is violent, it is touch,
it is always a mere wish at meaning."
A Virus Held Us: Poems of the Pandemic
is a collection of broadsides in collaboration
with Felicia Rice of Moving Parts Press.
This series of poems reminds us that while we suffer through the closing, there is an opening to be found in each phase, and that our communities will never be the same.
Mid-August lightning storms ignited
the CZU complex fire, which consumed trees
and structures within a large area
of the Santa Cruz mountains–a typically peaceful compressive uplift zone located on
the San Andreas Fault.
Moving Parts Press, and their 43 years
of groundbreaking letterpress and book art, was physically lost in the fire.
Please donate to help them rebuild.
- Time is TBDThird Place Books Ravenna
In the Hot Springs
Poem for My Sister
two 17-word poems