That Raw Rage Inside
I’ve been going *through* *it*… oof! So here’s a poem, and some cardboard art!
Cardboard Art: The Parched Landscapes Within
Cardboard art + a poem, on ‘resilience’, or something.
Cardboard Art: Self-Portrait
A self-portrait + a poem
Cardboard Art: Snowdrift
Cardboard art + a lil poem for snowfall
Cardboard Art: Refulgence
A little poem with a tiny bit of cardboard art.
The Catalina Mountains: Babad Do’ag I and II (with audio)
The Santa Catalina mountains, on the northern edge of Tucson, are one of the great loves of my life, and have helped to make me what I am now.
Saguaro Poems: For the Saguaros (with audio)
What good we could do for the saguaros, for the planet, may we only do it *now*.
Saguaro Poems: ‘That cactus is so sturdy!’ (with audio)
The first of a series of Saguaro Poems (or 2, at least, for now), this one on the vulnerability revealed by the condition of being armed.
Great Mother, What Can Be Done? (with audio)
A poet’s prayer to Gaia, the Great Mother, from my collection Poems for the Anthropocene, to mark the start of COP27, with audio.
There’s a space inside
The last of the love poems: The Big Heartbreak. It’s his birthday, and he’s been haunting me, so I’m feeling maybe a little spiteful.
‘Forests’ if you please (with audio)
‘Woods’ and ‘woodland’ or ‘forests’? Language matters.
The impact of hearing myself reciting my poems
Reflections (mostly surprise, even shock) on feeling the impact of hearing my poetry, simultaneously the poet and a stranger to words I know reflexively.
Oedipus, or They Who Dared
A poem from a while back, a spontaneous production inspired by a song one of my friends was writing and had just sung for us.