February 8, 2023 Another Day What will I make of this new daywhile bodies (some with breath) lie entombedbeneath mortar, brick, wood, and stonewhere the earthshook and life collapsed?What will I do on this bright sunny day,all my limbs intact,my loved ones well,when the dirge of mourning snakes its waythrough plumes of dust and smoke—itsContinueContinue reading “A Poem for Turkey and Syria”
Spirit Reflections 