There are poems everywhere but you have to find them, a teacher told my class long ago. I was a kid sitting at a desk, cowlicks sprouting from my scalp,

“You live long enough and bad stuff happens,” Harry told Stella, slurping his coffee. “I’m 94 next week."

There never was anyone like Ali between the ropes or facing the public. In the ring and out

I will never forget him but I can’t remember his name it’s been so long ago. Maybe I never knew it. But I think of him on days

Used to be after a snow our doorbell would ring and we’d find boys with shovels in hand looking to make some money.

Walking in the forest as morning comes I hear piccolos of wrens and robins offer hymns to God

The Downy is the smallest flicker but his arrival is uninvited and disturbs the hummingbirds circling in fury while he with bravado

Paul’s not a veteran of Vietnam but he goes there in his dreams to watch his brother Tim walk in hazy streams sprayed with Agent Orange before he

On the table by the window balanced on its spine this leaflet butterfly open and still as a

It used to bother me to see odd people leapfrog parking meters and shout every day is Halloween until

Jack, age 6, loves the iPad he uses in kindergarten. He already navigates the net to some degree. But when he accompanied his father to the Post Office, he sat quietly on a bench and re...

She speaks the truth as she always has in 40 years of marriage especially when she’s lost in making dinner

I take my wife to dinner at a fancy place for us to talk about money because stocks have a virus and we should move