Finding Charlie

"Surprising a cyber lover by suddenly showing up and merging realities"

After sixteen hours on the bus, I arrived in Tulsa, Oklahoma just before noon on a hot July day determined to find Charlie, actually Charlotte, but that’s not what I called her. I flew into Chicago and then took the...

The Red Vest

"A stolen red vest transforms a lonely man who meets a lonely woman in a bar and sparks fly"

Chester suddenly stopped sweeping. He leaned the broom against the bin of sheetrock screws, hung the dust pan on the hook by the paint brushes and turpentine, leaving the pile of dust and debris in the middle of the wooden...

Two Voices from the Garden

"Eve and Adam remember the day they ate the forbidden fruit"

EVE'S HUNGERWas it hunger for the fruit that made me reachand pluck from the forbidden tree that Autumn day,that made me turn and smell its fragrance,see it shining in that slant of light,walk, then run through weeds above my knees,shove...

To Scherazade: Teller of Tales

"The sheik wishing he could let Scherazade know how he has come to love her but must let her go"

Lying here these thousand nights,these torches dimming,these pillows crushed,our minds softened by the hoursand these cups of wine—by the wildness of your tales,your way with words,yet feeling this momentlike sand falling through the glasscome to this.You came to me that...

A Blonde in Copenhagen

"They meet in a cafe and for an evening fall in love then part forever"

A Blonde in CopenhagenI arrived in Copenhagen one cold December morning with the equivalent of a dollar to my name. After working on a Norwegian freighter for several months, I signed off in Alicante, Spain and made my way north...

From Poems of Farewell: To Sleeping Beauty

"The prince longing for Sleeping Beauty waits outside her tower"

For all these years—has it been a hundred yet,you’ve slept in a tower high above the world.No one could crawl through these thorns,these vines,these obstaclesto wake you.I’ve come before--not even knowing you--and stood here by this wall,looking up,straining for some...

Fairy Tales: Four Poems of Farewell

"The first of four: Adam saying Farewell to Eve"

From Fairy Tales: Four Poems of FarewellAdam and EveOur garden is overgrown.The grass is talland weeds choke out the sun.We stand here in the shadelooking for a paththrough all of this,seeing, how, in our innocenceand frightened of aloneness,we held each...

My Words are Translations

"An expression of how hard it is to express in words who you are be truly understood."

My words are translationsof my breathing and are hard to sayin your language.My tongue, my teeth, my lipscan barely pronounce the wordsfrom my country where the mountains are steep,the valleys darkand cannot be reached without effortand desire.I wish I could...