A New Poem: “Street Car, Sweet Heart, Sweat Hard”

I love your Spanish talk. The soft ground around you Hovers as you walk. Chinese flowers grow out of me like dreams lifted under a bed of yellow Lantana and grapewood rosevine. Midnight and a sleep walking Sun dip its claws into the milky Moon. She blows a serenade and makes a note in her… Continue reading A New Poem: “Street Car, Sweet Heart, Sweat Hard”