Silent swimmer Your old soul frightens me Behind your eyes an ocean of possibilities— I cry for you, keeper of secrets, as you watch,...

(Poem of the Week) A whispered wish from the grave summoned a timeless love . . . we are moon magic— you are the sun— I wave to you...

(Poem of the Week) Diligence Not dismay with time it will grow Preparations beneath the birch tree in cultivated soil A picture of my...