Poetry
- New York, city of invention,
Roiling town, refresher
And re-newer.December 31, 2025 - Now I can’t believe that the Bible and Qur’an and Bhagavad gita are sliding long hairs behind my ear like mom used to & exhaling from their mouths “make room for wonder.2020
- I hold a beast, an angel, and a madman in me, and my inquiry is as to their working, and my problem is their subjugation and victory, down throw and upheaval, and my effort is their self-expression.
- This is the art of drawing breath, of making visible what has been invisible. This is a pragmatist’s guide to faith. This is singing when you don’t know how to pray.