Poetry

"...They were whispering things..."

"I woke this morning, free at last..."

"...eyeing his chance, death lurked apart..."

"...in the heat of this early dry june..."

"...A happy harvest is no freak..."

“Just a rebel heart..."

"...Love ignites a quiet flame..."

These poems explore the mystical landscape of the Kashmir Valley, from the "Vakhs" of Lal Ded to the folklore of the Walnut Jinn, the collection seeks to preserve the cultural "texture" of high-altitude traditions.

"...Dark curtains of a silent night..."

"Storks drift on the breeze by the river..."

"...being a man comes with the territory of gentleness..."

"...We must protect the most vulnerable..."

"...Was it worth it?..."

"...I imagine the abyss of final days..."

"...Without a doubt I enjoyed your company..."

"...A phenomenal actor..."

"...I’m sure there’ll be more poets..."

"The bark is a tapestry, gnarled and grey..."

"...summer breezes stirring leaves of trees..."

"...Why be in hock to the weather..."

"Northwoods lake country..."

"The seed, the sapling, the Tree..."

Two poems about the Ulude plant.

"the scent of bourbon lingers in the air..."

These poems explore the mystical landscape of the Kashmir Valley, from the "Vakhs" of Lal Ded to the folklore of the Walnut Jinn, the collection seeks to preserve the cultural "texture" of high-altitude traditions.

"...a journey you have not yet taken..."

"...unsuspecting star crossed couples..."

"enter at your own peril..."

"...drank wine felt divine..."

"...He’d let stars pick his leaving time..."