Two different eras. One family. Two sets of parents. Rhythmic. Succinctly, every two years. A gap, then another and then, happen-chance, one more. Seven in total, somewhat the same. From the upside down. And yet, so different. It’s all in the name. What’s in a name? That which they call a Rose, by any other … Continue reading Rosemary’s Baby
Daunting
[Landscape view is recommended on a mobile device] I take a deep breath and knock out tasksLike a lumberjack clear-cutting a forestOne at a time, sometimes two or three, if I canMultitaskConstantly on the goMy mind never rests; not even when I sleepMissed deadlines and airplanes departing Luggage isn't packedStill wearing pajamasI wake in a … Continue reading Daunting
The Poet Who Didn’t Know It 