In memory of my late twin brothers, who died five years ago at the young age of 13, I wrote this poem. I was visiting the Big Sur of California for the first time, tracing the steps of notable poets and novelists, and searching for healing during a writers retreat. Continue reading “Sur Angels”
Some days, it’s very difficult to write, especially when one finds oneself attempting to rise above adversity. So, tonight I … Continue reading “The Dangling Conversation”
Long story short, I write all the time. I get paid to write for my day job, I write in … Continue reading Why writers write…
“A poet’s state of mind is seeing the world with a double exposure, seeing undertones and overtones.” — Yehuda Amichai Continue reading A Poet’s State of Mind
So, here I am, starting a new blog, sitting at a brand new desk with all the frills. And though … Continue reading Talking to yourself in your sleep
August arrived on a cold and crisp breeze, Though an air of obligations loomed at its end, That’s when I … Continue reading To the North Shore:
A Still Life Watercolor 