A Fork in the TrailI see you from the mountain,A haze-wrapped, distant formReminiscent of Man, of an Other,Of a companion…
A City of MasksWould that we couldSee more than darkenedRecesses of sight,See the rememberedDays when naked smilesCarried our light. Would…
How wide the world we know, the joys of beauty’s experience All lost to chance or fate, or the well-meaning…