I have a new blog

and this is it.

I don't know why I didn't start this sooner.
so...here's something from a year ago:


On Seeing You Perhaps Cross the Street Last Week

I can’t remember if it was a dream
or if it really happened, though it must
have - either way - the memory, a beam
of light in the shadowy reach of dust

like a snapshot taken, a candid spot
of time, a brash brushstroke on the canvas,
(I’ve been really busy lately), a dot
from the corner of my eye, the scene vast,

but you were there, darting across the street
before I could say hello, before chance
allowed us that small provenance to meet
in different terms, to see our world advance -

examine some small knickknacks on our shelves
and fling those few dynamics off ourselves.


and for this grey rainy day: