The Sister from Below
When the Muse gets Her Way

The Poetry of Resistance II We are pilgrims passing through the metal detector. We remove our shoes, remove our coats and shawl...

I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing:  I am come into deep waters,  where the floods overflow me. I am weary of my crying: m...

                                                           Haven’t you stood . . . naked                                              ...

Malheur Wildlife Refuge, Steens Mountain in background Summary of Part One Possessed by the Muse of the Wild, Dan takes ...

The Muse of Community must have chosen the little fishing village of San Pancho as her favorite creative project. “Let’s see wh...