Peter Blair: Variegation
After rain dries,
the shadows of leaves
star the white cement
September 28, 2021 · 1 Comment
Carolyn Gregory: Listening to John Coltrane on my Mother’s Death Day
Swirling, confident, those sax notes stretch and blow
above the drums, full of his blue notes,
fifty years ago, new as now.
May 17, 2019 · Leave a comment
