A poem
Treasure
Search your trash!
You missed the one thing
of true worth.
Where are your shells
And the bones of all
You have consumed.
What odds and ends
you have in there.
Surely they glow and glitter.
And there’s a rhythm
You can keep for life
In your swing and sway.
Why, the ancient ones
Built their Gods
From oysters and broken shanks.
They raised towns
On their dead
And planted lost [...]

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Here’s a poem I wrote for my father-in-law. Bill Trenfield was powerfully interested in history and the good of society. He was a professor of education at Ball State University, a profession he chose because he believed he could help make his country a better place by helping it to become better educated. We had [...]

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Celebrate!
An Essay
Think of your body as a convention of cells
drawn out of each other
Each with its life, its struggles and needs,
shuffling through twisting strands of functions and excretions,
honey to their brother and sister cells,
in tumbling exchange of molecular delight.
All for one and all for good for you.
And which of those cells expiring,
giving its all to [...]

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He first said don’t call me kitty
Don’t call me cat
Don’t call me.
Your eyes are not enough
Not as good as mine.
I see your dance before you do
And scuttle my way
To that position of power
At a distance.
Dancing I know:
Count everything.
The picture is She Does Not Sleep, one of my earlier efforts at electronic art, put together mainly [...]

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