My Poetry and Prose Blogology
The Vanishing Point
“your digital virtual reality appears as real
or your living reality dissolves into ethers of the virtual…”
A Love Poem for Diane
“your digital virtual reality appears as real
or your living reality dissolves into ethers of the virtual…”
“climate change means a far longer march…”
“tonight—my smudged ochre sun
fell from his perch of smoky despair…”