Muster here you mighty, you men who’ve earned the name We gather in the great hall, to greet a hero bold With shining shields the honor guard, shall safeguard one whose fame Has vouchsafed with his valor, a vault among the old For Tyler Doohan
She looks at the odd light and asks, Dad, am I dreaming? And then she teaches Me more about birds. This morning I saw a killdeer In the parking lot at work. It tried to draw me away from its eggs By pretending to be injured. I looked at the […]
Sun burns mountain fog Even the buildings are ghosts Glass eyes watch us pass
This evening, this light, and your laugh, All deserve a fine epigraph. So quick, call a poet! Hurry, don’t blow it! After dusk they charge time-and-a-half.