1950

1950

at nightmy mother bathed me in a white tubscrubbed me with white soaprubbed me in a white towelhugged and plugged meinto pajamas and the white sheets an act so kindso commonit barely even happened  
Home Again, Home Again

Home Again, Home Again

The children are back, the children are back— They’ve come to take refuge, exhale and unpack; The marriage has faltered, the job has gone bad, Come open the door for them, Mother and Dad.   The city apartment is leaky and cold, The landlord lascivious, greedy and old—...
Walking in Wild Places

Walking in Wild Places

Where do poems come from? Where do dreams come from, and artists’ ideas, and mathematical proofs, and inventors’ projects? The creative process has multiple sources, and often a protracted timeline, including times when it seems as if you’re doing nothing at all....
Dreams of Water Bodies

Dreams of Water Bodies

Muskrat—Wazhashk, small whiskered swimmer, you, a fluid arrow crossing waterways with the simple determination of one who has dived purple deep into mythic quest.   Belittled or despised as water rat on land; hero of our Anishinaabeg people in animal tales, creation...