Poetry: Soul Outpost Cantos 1-2

Canto One: Divergence of Paths Gleaming field of white marble monuments Mom’s with Presbyterian cross She will eternally bunk with her sailor boy When he lays himself down to sleep Accompanied by my two beloved daughters I visited the day before leaving for China A remnant of preserved plums Blessed before Chinese ancestors’ tomb Delivered …

Prose Poem: At Sunrise

At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear – Norman Maclean (A Prose Poem) Waking in the predawn hour, while the land slumbers, a transcendent power drifts through the sky. Mysteries cavort in the twilight zone between night’s end and day’s start. It is an indeterminate time for which there is no specific term. The …