Poems From The Porch The air is full of sound today– – bluejay, meadowlark, and mockingbird. Upright and supple, the young magnolia tree...

Poems From The Porch There is something about bathing in bird song that awakens Spring in the heart, and sunshine strong enough to cast...

Poems From The Porch I did not make it happen. This is the significant truth to acknowledge. So, what role did I play? My agency was (and...

Poems From The Porch Lucy & Gatito (above) Do we ever open our hands completely? What does it mean to be a participant in change? I kiss...