Our grandfather, the world traveler, spent very little time in the country where we lived. He worked as an antiques…
For Children Who Translate
From the handmade blond oak bookshelf, I took the V volume and walked to our dining table. I found the entry on Vietnam. There were only five pages, and I didn’t understand what I was reading.
Good Dirt (and other poems)
Already I have tasted fire.
Tongue to tongue,
I have licked
its heat and flame,