Nebraska & the Hawks


Creative Writing

The last time I saw the Milky Way throw snowy garlands across the sky was on a moonless night in western Nebraska. Dark bands ran river-like through streaming starlight, the interstellar dust playing hide-n-seek with stars beyond. The brightest area seen from my Earth-bound perch was  towards Sagittarius, the Great Archer – the one who […]

August 10, 2020

In Canyons Dark – a Triptych


Creative Writing

I I stood where he stood. My fingers traced the lines. Big horn sheep, mountain lion, shaman, woman, water. Desert varnish chipped away, a story left behind. Done so long ago I could only guess at the tale: vision or hunt, seen or dreamed? As for the storyteller himself, only the ancestors can say. But […]

April 6, 2020

Choices, again


Poetry

2 is for tangoes 2 is a highway 2 is the uptown bus 2 is shorthand: 2nite, 2late, 2fast 2 is a number: 2 tickets, 2 thoughts, 2 cats 2 is this-and-that: salt-pepper, sun-moon, up-down 2 is you-me 2 is stay-go

January 5, 2020