Category: Poem

When I lived in Alaska we would often roam the main concourse at Anchorage International Airport at night. You didn’t need a ticket for a flight or a reason to be there. We went because it was a place that you could walk around in in the dead of winter in your shirt sleeves. We… Continue reading To a Hijacker Who Left this Morning

But out of sight is out of mind
and brings a carefree
separation
from what could have been
the weather’s fickle pilgrimage.

I happened to be in Bali many years ago during Galungan, the celebration when spirits of deceased family members return to visit their earthly homes. I appreciated how the daily offerings in small palm leaf baskets, Canang Sari, were placed everywhere, on sidewalks and on top walls, on steps and in doorways, up high and… Continue reading Ubud Dogs