My mute swan Sings only in solitude She swims holding up to a certain breath-taking altitude Her thoughts about the world   Her perfect white Sparks off the darkness Creates golden sunsets that make common water lily leaves Gleam like loved gold   Quietly considering you In watery subterranean worlds That speak in rhymes composed of the wisdom of seasons Doubtless beyond reason   My … Continue reading MY MUTE SWAN


My first autumn Steals in on invisible stilts Lands cold kisses on my cheeks, which sunlight warms. Leaves in varied forms and rusted hues Travel tumbling to the brooks   My first autumn Slowly rises with the moon Forgets to close the doors through the sweeping avenues Bursting seedpods beat rhythm Irregular, lost but unrelenting   My first autumn Is like uncertain love Pure uncertain … Continue reading MY FIRST AUTUMN