Knowing Where And Who Are Intimately Linked.

Walking Is The Exact Balance Between Spirit And Humility.

My Grandmother Standing Wordless Fifteen Minutes Between Rows Of Loganberries, Clippers Poised In Her Hand.

Poetry A Riprap On The Slick Rock Of Metaphysics

After Weeks Of Watching The Roof Leak I Fixed It Tonight By Moving A Single Board

The Mercy Of The West Has Been Social Revolution; The Mercy Of The East Has Been Individual Insight Into The Basic Self/void.