The Familiar Mystery | A Poem

The Familiar Mystery | A Poem

A selection from Vagabonds and Sundries   Within the muddle of influences I listen for my voice. Extracting myself from all that I was taught So to be free to remember what I knew. Do we ever see our own face? Wipe off the thick make-up of parody So to be free to...
Upon the Desert Wind | A Poem

Upon the Desert Wind | A Poem

Upon the Desert Wind A selection from In the Hands of the Immortal Weaver: Poems of Sacredness and Belonging Photo by Adrian   I want to make a pilgrimage back to our homeland of sand, blood, and ripened figs. To unearth the garden I planted in another life the...