Three poems from my older notebooks, for my brother.
Seattle poetry
Another from my notebook for a dear friend, gone 10 years.
Remembering all the angels.
Another from my notebook on a cold late-winter morning.
Three poems from my older notebooks, for my brother.
Another from my notebook for a dear friend, gone 10 years.
Remembering all the angels.
Another from my notebook on a cold late-winter morning.
Goat Palace 