Three are known by name, Michael, Gabriel, and Raphael, but there are a zillion angels, pure spirits who have no wings like those we draw on Cherubim,
Harvey at 80 is losing his hearing. He can’t hear his wife when she talks, a symphony lost.
Steven is a retired teacher disturbed by the problems he sees in education. Schools weren’t perfect when he was teaching but they were better than they are today. He has ideas for impro...
So this Mick on the next stool, who’s as serious as Yeats but looks like Wilde, stares at me, with eyes crossed,
They laugh at him because he’s weak by their standards but they don’t realize they’ve signed a
Some emails are more difficult to receive from a child long out of college
She speaks the truth as she always has in 40 years of marriage especially when she’s lost in making dinner
No youngster himself, Fred often… “There are always preludes to hell… For Fred one of those preludes is… the things in life Fred can’t fix.… Another prelude is paying the trad…
One, a nun, has her transfer in her hand. She’s silently praying. Another, a hooker, has her income in her purse.
On the table by the window balanced on its spine this leaflet butterfly open and still as a
This brilliant winter morning find… waves of snow on every lawn and red graffiti dripping from the walls of Temple Mizpah
Walking in the forest as morning comes I hear piccolos of wrens and robins offer hymns to God
It’s war plain and simple when I fill the feeder out in the sycamore with millet and niger
The hands on the atomic clock upstairs finally stopped spinning. As you know, my dear, the hands have been spinning for two weeks. This morning the clock stopped
Sometimes an egg comes out of a chicken Sometimes a poem comes out of a title Sometimes a chicken