Poetry

After a year of hesitant whispers, Their mutual nodTo terminate the engagement. Clouds of unknowing Drift over Paris, The syllogism of parting Known only to Maria WodzińskaAnd him.  Perhaps, it was her dread Of his unrelenting winter fever—That famished lout gnawing At his lungs, bound to consume him Fourteen years hence; Or the...

In each moment of doubt…I thank TheeAs I remember the many questionsI tried to ignore,Who am IWhere am IWhy am I here In each moment of fearI thank TheeAs I rememberThe mind is a trickster, a teasePlaying games on me In each moment of wanderLost...

Woman Woman is daylightWoman is God’s gardenWoman is rib of creation Woman is legend Woman is myth and miracle Woman is spring Woman is hope Woman is faith Woman is love Woman is fruit and seedWoman is tenderness Woman is courage Woman is half the skyWoman is visionWoman is destinyWoman is devotionWoman is...

Soon it will be like us. Eighty-year-old men Being refused another round of beersWaiters eager to go home to their wives.Assuming we reach old ageWith the way we drink our sorrows, The way we drink our longingsThe way we order buckets of pain,We strive to...

My grandfather growled Outside the windowOf the parked Corolla in the garage.  I parked myself insideBecause we fought the week before. My parents had separatedAnd I took my mother’s side.  Dad’s father lawyered for himWho brought me to school,Who was with me and brother dailyWhile Mom was...

I used to hate rain. My heart would trembleupon its arrival.Announcing its comingwith grey, dreary,and foreboding skies. I used toclose the curtain,draw the blinds,close my eyes,and pray that the rainwould go away. Now, I love the rain.welcomingand embracing it when it comes.“Hello, rain. We meet again.” Chaos...