Years have past and still you are gone, Yet in my heart,  you linger on. My mind plays tricks: your phone is dead, Mail got lost, your car repossessed. You took a trip, forgot to call. You got amnesia from a fall. That’s not your name engraved on stone. There must be more to you […]

The Mother Tree of Life – Kihei, HI I am a tree–felled by ax, thunder storms or bad ideas. Mainly boys, carve into my bark. Ouch! Don’t they know I bleed? The uncut tree numbers are less each year, leaving no bark to carve. The shade is disappearing. So, plant me in a well-stocked sub […]

The ghost line flickers in the new dawn.The blue-tipped flame meltsthe wax edge, and the goo of myself oozes into a pool of a dreamthat one, like me can dream of that one cooling the heatof blood boiling in my veins of cooked sorrow,healing seared love burned by arteries of hate. The lines are long. […]

WALLACE STEVENS took to heart Kakuzo Okakura’s question, “When will the West understand, or try to understand, the East?” Okakura’s 1906 treatise on the Chan Buddhist and/or Zen infused tea ceremony, “The Book of Tea,” fell into Stevens’ hands by way of his Harvard acquaintances, Walter Bynner and Arther D. Ficke (Willis). His first national […]