Artwork by Ezra, my 5 year old son :-)

Amplifying Your Inner Song

We are born with an orchestra inside us. Music at full volume. But as the world imprints on us, the music quietens. [gallery columns="2" size="medium" ids="4291,4292"] [otw_shortcode_divider margin_top_bottom="15" display="empty" text_position="otw-text-left"][/otw_shortcode_divider] This journey of the fading music is different for everyone.…

A poets job…

  Recently, someone read my poem, Immigrant, and said: "Wow! You've managed to describe an experience that I have lived through, but have never really thought about or managed to articulate. How do you do that?" I thought about it for…

Excerpt, PASSAGE (PaperFields Press, 2015)

September (Poetry & Audio)

September   Give me a wildflower to remember how desire lit the night. Hand in hand, on a September’s day, we watched damselflies hover in a shaft of light; magic coursed our veins. [otw_shortcode_divider margin_top_bottom="20" display="empty" text_position="otw-text-left"][/otw_shortcode_divider] My confidence had…

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