If I Could Reach It

There is a pain in youso exquisitely piercing, in depths that cannotbe reached;if I could diveinto the abyss of you,I wouldn't hesitateto retrieve it. But even then,it could too easilywell up again,so instead,I would trace the source,swim upstreamthrough your tearsand pluckfrom the ductthe thorn. But I cannot.The furthest I can reachis your heartand transfuse the … Continue reading If I Could Reach It

In Darkness and Doubt

This one’s for a friend. For my son. For my student. For you. For me. We all stumble. Sometimes merely a trip, sometimes down a seemingly endless, dark abyss. We all get lost. Sometimes we find our way, sometimes indefinitely in the same spot, we remain. We all face obstacles. Sometimes they lift, sometimes they … Continue reading In Darkness and Doubt

A Dream on a String

We all (hopefully) have memories and associations tied to kites. For me, it conjures up the idealism of carefreeness, takes me back to childhood, my own but also nostalgically, in general, observing the kite-fliers about me in the present, often older generations enjoying the tradition with younger ones. As an adult, I have acquired the … Continue reading A Dream on a String