P o e m s
“Every good poem begins in language awake to its own connections — language that hears itself and what is around it, sees itself and what is around it, looks back at those who look into its gaze and knows more perhaps even than
we do about who are, what we are.”
—Jane Hirshfield
The Sword & the Pen
So, have you been doing much sword-
fighting lately?
The boy asks because,
you know, fathers live forever …
When the Panic
When the silence grows shrill in you and won’t be said;
When the sadness grows deep in you, like winter, but will …