The Sister from Below
When the Muse gets Her Way

The Muse of Ekphrasis I see behind the mirror of your eyes, the crush of dangerous shadows, the dead, who look greedily through the empt...

Photo of Emma Hoffman, age 80, surrounded by her paintings The Muse of Age I have been invited to do a poetry reading for a conference calle...

The Story Behind the Poem Where is the duende? Through the empty arch comes a windblowing relentlessly over the heads of the dead, in se...

Truchas, New Mexico At dawn of the Day of the Dead I saw the sun rise over the Truchas Peaks. It blazed in the branches of the aspen, ...