Married 60 years Fred and Daisy still are very different people. All day long they hide their differences to make

Newlyweds cuddle on a bench in their garden. A hummingbird pauses then enters a lily. They make love in public.

The priest had been here earlier a… and relatives and friends in singl… “Sorry for your troubles,” one by… bending over Maggie Murphy, silen… a foot or so from Paddy, resplende…

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

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

They moved in on Sunday, a bright and sunny day, the first black family on the bloc… They drove up in two U-Hauls and slowly carried furniture

After 30 years together, Carol tells me late one evening in the manner of a quiet wife that I have yet to write a poem about her, something she

We worry so much because we’re nice people. We want to find a way to feed the poor house the poor

Through the nursery glass Carlos Montero peeks at Consuela, his twelfth, in the arms of a nurs… Pink as a peony with brilliant black hair,

There’s always something. Like the growth you found under your arm showering this morning but you decided to go

They’re the oldest couple my wife and I know and we’re no pups either. Peter out for a walk leans on his cane often

Millicent was the daughter who danced ballet and sang until she met Butchie on a rainy day. He was in coveralls and cowboy hat and fixed

It isn’t a flophouse where Fred lives now but he calls it that a month after moving in and seeing his fellow

Jill’s assignment as a new reporter was to interview an old bell ringer standing next to a red kettle outside a Walmart. Her editor had told her the man has been ringing the bell every ...