Poetry often reaches truths that prose can only circle from a distance.
I am drawn to poets who understand that beauty and longing are not separate things. A single line can contain more wisdom than an argument and more honesty than an autobiography.
Here I share poems that have stayed with me, reflections on the poets I admire, and occasional attempts of my own to put wonder into words.
The Tree and Its Star
A tall tree is not merely growing upward; it is practicing the ancient art of longing, sending its green thought toward a light it may never touch.
A tall tree does not simply stand in the world;
What the Heart Learns by Looking
Love does not enter the world as an argument; it arrives like weather, changing the color of everything it touches.
There are mornings
when the world does not begin