found scribbling

though the real moon shoneupon her sill, still she satback to the window, leaning inon the little artificialluna lamphe’d gifted … More

Before the Frosted Sill

Snowflakes slant past the window, a pale pattern of shadows after the flame reflected; in the glass, lit ices glisten … More

Forward in Good Faith

a manifesto of personal comportment   Calm, composed, and intent despite all manner of diversion and distraction I will be, as … More