I remember growing up in the eyes of my best friend. If he thought I was an idiot, when I looked in the mirror, I saw one too. Mostly, we thought of each other as members of the inner circle, and the rest of the world needed to pass the test to enter. The worldContinue reading “Witness”
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Requiem for an Elm Tree
Forty years ago, we moved the boys, the elder a precocious six and the younger a cuddly three, from an apartment with a lady downstairs who pounded on her ceiling, our floor, when the boys would move about as boys do. Our new house was just a few blocks from our old home, close enoughContinue reading “Requiem for an Elm Tree”
Our Love
Better tongues than mine have crafted odes that evoke the passion that bound we two but the need to share the breadth and depth of it all is just too dear not to try If you have seen young lovers whose hands when not held clasped one in the other, touch the others back, orContinue reading “Our Love”
Your Bodhisattva is Showing
I have walked through the forests with you, up frosted trails and beneath the summer sun along the Hudson. Each encounter is prefaced by a gift of seeds to the creatures native to the land we are entering, and by a prayerful acknowledgment that the land was once cared for by a people who neverContinue reading “Your Bodhisattva is Showing”
Sailing in Circles
For the most part I am happy in my solitude.But sometimes I need the force of her countervailing windsto make sense of it all. Not lost for words,I can always fill the silence,but not always find the wayto match the tilt of the sailsto an impending dilemma. She would call my namein one of theContinue reading “Sailing in Circles”
Two Pieces – If Only and Fireflies
If Only If Only, I don’t have regrets but I know a missed opportunity when I see one. If only I had taken off the harness sooner and followed you on your wild escapades to far off places. Trips to Iceland mud masked at the Blue Lagoon, the Netherlands where you stayed with Arlene atContinue reading “Two Pieces – If Only and Fireflies”
Walk on the Beach
Against the bluest sky I shield my eyes from the sun to see the gulls drop oysters from above, letting gravity do the work of cracking them open on the rocks below. Todd’s Point is at the end of a narrow rock-walled road where the driver of the oncoming car shakes their head as weContinue reading “Walk on the Beach”
A Wire Tied to a Kite
There is no question that I am at one of the oddest points in my life. I have emerged, I am emerging from a hibernation of sorts, and as I shake off the Rip Van Winkle fog of sleep, I look around and nothing is as I left it before she came into my life.Continue reading “A Wire Tied to a Kite”
Come Back To Bed
The eruption of tears, the depths of despair, the endless fog, self-neglect and recriminations have abated, if not stopped altogether, but she is still gone. Her hand in mine as we walked the streets of the city, until it took both of my hands to hold the purchases we had made. Sitting on the husbandContinue reading “Come Back To Bed”
Haikus | October 15, 2025
1The leaves are falling,Yesterday’s dew, white frosting,The heart longs to share. 2I sit cross legged,savoring deep cleansing breaths,eyes closed sight clearing. 3The Buddha dreaming,waiting for the world to wake,I open one eye.