Poetry in the Moment

trapped alone in the liminal space between shifting present and frozen past ... I gaze up at departing geese on my life journey what might h...

Trump Empire, Inc ., XCVI  for MAGA cult and Christian Nationalists in Trumperica gated cul-de-sac lined with wavy green oaks in golden sunl...

the wind moans through snow-laden branches shadows on their cheeks white-haired Ukrainians peer behind shelter windows in the cold snap a ne...

snowed in for three straight days again, I check the machine for the sound of your voice I dream  that winter dream again ... sadder than th...

Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words , CLXIV: "purity of arms" mosque floor littered  with plaster and broken glass, rows of ...

On the Brink of Trumperica , XII inspired by/written in response to  Time Magazine, Feb. 7 : Inside Elon Musk's War on Washington The Co...

Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words , CXXXV: " hope and history rhyme " origami cranes on the blood-stained school floor ......

early leaf fall ... I drift where the thoughts of my exile life take me today [ten years and an ocean apart] in dim light I'm just a tem...

Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words , CXIII: "preparing for settlement in Gaza" no visible trace of the walls of my house of...

my love grasps the thread of her breath from the edge of orgasm she spins, spinning it into a passion story  love after love we exhaust each...

Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words , XLVI: "human pain" the war will end the war won't end, the war will end ... one pe...

Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words , XLIII: "covering the war" you, a reporter hide behind the headlines of deaths and fami...

Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words , XLI: "home" boom, boom, boom outside the steel safe room with his ears covered a boy s...

in dim lamplight my wife murmurs, "I'm scared of not knowing you: you never sleep talk in English you only dream in Chinese" t...

Re-Homing in the Maple Land , XVIII I deliver four rapid jabs, then a right at my rival ... the blood dripping off my shadow on the wall ano...

Game Show, 2024 , XL written on International Women's Day white raven on the roof ... the same old man and his staff patch and stitch an...

written in response to the Voice in Pierre's sleep: If there was no suffering, man would not know his limits, would not know himself ( W...

for Sinéad O'Connor (8 December 1966 – 26 July 2023) nothing compares, nothing compares to you ... this undead night creature at last le...

This Brave New World , CXVI corpse-men's contours echoed in swirling lines  of the blood-red sky ... Biden embraces Netanyahu in a bear ...

reading between the lives and writing between the lines , LXXX Subject: thanksgiving alone To: my self [stuck in life]  From: me Date: Novem...