The Artstra Poetry Moves website is currently showing my poem “A present from Apollo” along with the other selections from Season 14. These poems are also displayed on C-Tran buses […]
Journal
It’s editing season!
It’s editing season! When the words are threshed for their nutritious nuggets and the verbal husks are given back to the fields. My first full-length poetry collection is now in […]
Poetry
ROSES IN THE WINDOW (Translation)
ROSES IN THE WINDOW The purpose of our life is not depravity. There are infinitely lovelier things than this statuesque presence of the bygone epic. The purpose of our life […]
Athens - Poetry
Joyride mythos
You run the road, but do you sense the pressed ground underneath the road, the muscled hours that spread it out, the large machinery employed, the unions, contracts, regulations, the […]
Journal
Two sides of the void
I have always written in journals and notebooks, but since 2011 I have been keeping separate journals of spiritual practice. A single journal might span years (dependent on its heft), […]
Poetry
ZOETROPICS
Around the protective bubble of your comfort a wind is picking up hooved mythologies. The bee rides a plastic flag. On the way out we notice a quarter vending machine […]
Journal
Local-Culture Power (4)
Local culture focus can:— make abundant and diverse creative arts with less energy and lower marketing, travel, and similar costs than national/global entertainment and media— establish a field of growing […]
Journal
Time-fires
A headline in Nature today reads: “You’re not imagining it: extreme wildfires are now more common.” Also more common: time-fires which consume hours of your life, hours that might have […]
Poetry
HOAX (Translation)
HOAX No progress. Ash everywhere. Murders everywhere. Each day brings another day and the inventory of the shoe-shiners is incrementally exhausted. A few brave followers cast off their arms and […]
Poetry
WINTER GRAPES (Translation)
WINTER GRAPES They took her toys and her lover. So she bowed her head and almost died. But her thirteen roots like her fourteen years smote with sword the elusive […]