My Poetry
It is a sobering affair This knowledge of impermanence Beneath the hoop of Shiva’s wheel… Read more
When we truer vision learn At conjecture’s end Blind temporal judgment… Read more
Come what may, come any day She did — she did the Work Read more
‘Tis eas’ier, early, to decide To turn and walk away Read more
My only hope: continue to do right… Read more
i don’t care what you do knock yourself out, boo… Read more
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