I don’t have a “style” for my work in any marketable sense. I write what comes to mind, and hope that it is a blessing to someone, somewhere.

Occasionally, what comes to mind comes out in meter—or not.

April 2020
Why I Wrote a Poem

In the Interests of Public Health

March 2020
The Glow, or Recommendations for Isolation

Window Watching


Reasons to Paint in Quarantine

February 2020
Don’t Look Down

January 2020
The Ground Knows


December 2019
How to Clean Up Before Christmas

November 2019
Fire One Morning

October 2019
Marriage, or Talking to Myself

September 2019


July 2019

Santa Barbara Channel, Ten A.M.

May 2019

April 2019
With Fear and Great Joy

A Sure Thing

March 2019
Thirty-Five (after Mary Oliver)

January 2019
Unpack That

September 2018

August 2018
August, or Walking through the Field Before Work

June 2018
Before the Dissolving

April 2018
Classics Revisited: Literary Limericks

March 2018
Psalm 52.5

February 2018

November 2017
Notes from Un-Sovereignty

September 2017
Qualm Before the Storm

July 2017
Game Theory

February 2017
Tempo Poco a Poco

November 2016
Thrones and Dominions

Cultural Appropriation

October 2016
King of Zion (after Shelley)

August 2016

August 2016
About a Drought

July 2016
A Prayer from Paralysis

May 2016
Chocolate Memories

March 2016
Deleted Scene: Brutus Bemoans

February 2016
A Jurist’s Prudence

January 2016
On the Stump: Ode to 2016

December 2015
Sales Mentality

September 2015

August 2015
Canticum Vitae

June 2015
Monday Madness

Morning Motivation

April 2015
Ode to Pollen

March 2015

In Praise of Ice