Migrant Burden

Migraine headache ___a migrant backache ______from father to son. An American daughter-in-law _____our burden together.   Donna wears her emotions on a flushed pale face washed with ivory cream ___what she brings to the table white rice _________mother taught her to wash and steam.   Her father and brother wonder why I never finished business... Continue Reading →

How I Became… A Springsteen Fan

It was the summer of 1998 and I was back home from college. One of my good friends, Phil, was back as well from the Army. This already starts off sounding like a Springsteen song. We had a Marine friend, Ian, who lived up in Sacramento about two hours north of us. Ian said he... Continue Reading →

Summer

Light over darkness, long days, shorter nights, finding myself, my youth in dry daylight, blindly walking but I’m very certain, straying from spring hills to summer mountains.   Yosemite’s valley sheltering me; warm rains and serenity in the trees. Searching for fountain of youth, purity; instead, finding a waterfall’s beauty.   Nightly campfires under constellations,... Continue Reading →

Mount Corcoran

Mount Corcoran         -Albert Bierstadt, 1877  The black bear waits ____________to kiss the water's edge Under fallen trees ____________the trout nap together and the waterfall ____________hums almost unnoticed.  Just a "mountain lake" ______before the water dried: From a hidden source ______the artificial light shines on the sides of white-capped triangles.  Under the clouds, poor Al renamed... Continue Reading →

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