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  • Ethos Of An Incluse (Poem)

    This is why I prefer to avoid the hue and cry of crowds.

    The surface conviviality of group encounters

    Does not come easily to me.

    I would far rather engage with one person

    And have a brief but meaningful conversation.

    I am uninterested in simply oiling the mechanism of polite flow.

    Tell me something true and real that matters to you,

    Else simply smile (or not) and walk past.

    I like that better than chit-chat about the weather.

    Unless you are a farmer.

    Then the weather is of utmost importance.

    I’ve learned to listen, a most useful skill,

    And nod and make social-approval noises.

    Then I make my way home,

    Convinced more than ever

    That I am not really human

    And merely dwell among you,

    Always a stranger in a very strange land.

  • Deep Being (Poem)

    Layer upon layer upon layer

    Faceted as petals

    Endless as waves

    Infinite in time and space

    Breathe in, breathe out

    Rest in impermanence

    (Inspired By A Piece OF Nancy Garretson’s)

  • How To Count (Poem)

    How to delineate a life lived?

    Let us use not temporal posts of days or years

    But limn the finer measure

    Of love given and received

    Of kindness extended with a free hand

    Of compassion shown in minute and larger ways

    Of laughter shared with those around.

    Choose to see joy

    And continue to delight in our communal dance.