Suppose Sunflowers Were Blooming in Ukraine. {poetry}
Too bad for Ukraine it is just on the wrong side of the line in the soil, the one that would have given this needed help.
Browsing Tag:
Marie Turco
The Birds Still Migrate in Formation. {poetry}
If fed and nourished, some birds stay in place. Even the small hummingbird can face the cold when fed and welcomed, avoiding the costs of exhaustion.
I Met a Woman from Alabama. {poetry}
I don’t know where Alabama really is... But she said she was an artist, and her fingers had paint all over them. I know 'cause she showed me.
Frankford: A Word Picture in Black and White.
Churches are everywhere. Black gates block the entrances. Care for the stranger, your brother... but first go down the block to another church.
The Growing Edge of a Poet.
An editor of my college poetry journal loved this new "depth" poet. He did not realize that I was drowning, and I could barely string words together...
The Power of Ten Thousand Gods. {poetry}
It is that one orienting object that we need when we are lost... that can lift us into the air with the power of the heavens.