Looking up through the windshield atdark wings and a white headcrossing high above I-5. “Just a seagull,” I hear myself say—permission to lose interest, permission to shut downthe aqueducts of wonder. How quickly I abandon my enchantment, like it’sa grenade about to bloom or a great eyeopening. Because really I know that the shape of… Continue reading Permission to Lose Interest
Category: Poetry
It’s in Everything
It’s in everything, this dancingof something that’s more than just life.Look at the trees near the shore,how they shimmy and wave over the bright face of the Salish Sea. Meanwhile the waters rush in,mad for the moon, twirling aroundthe outstretched hand of the pointand kissing the forehead of the beachbefore they rush back out again.… Continue reading It’s in Everything