Whatever Comes Next Wind rushes cool, gentle rustling gold-green leaves in tall old oaks. The corner of Poplar and Hawthorne hums with...

Five Haiku: Song of Home Morning sways in sun Rush of air flexing branches Wings gliding through gold Leaves shimmering green Bright hum...

When you were born For Sadie When you were born, my child — the sun soared through white clouds, rejoicing in light, When you were born,...

Photos taken at our visit to Dixon Gallery & Gardens in Memphis, TN, March 18, 2023 Essay on Spring The softness of the day settles over...

In the few days of December that we were home, as Sadie slept and we tried to find answers to post-surgical symptoms — I spent a lot of...