In early dimness,
a quiet, unmoving sky
chills, waiting for dusk.
Category Archives: Poetry
Luna
A simple poem about the moon.
I wrote this during a class on poetry that I was teaching for Cat Rambo’s excellent writing academy. (There’s a ton of classes available there–if it’s the kind of thing you do, you should check them out.)
I think the writing exercise was something like, “You can find poetry where you look for it.” The night before, the moon had been a heavy, looming harvest orange.
I’ve always liked traditional stories that depict the moon as a lonely woman. I wonder if that was in the back of my head.

Haiku for January 27th
The cats cuddle close
wanting the warmth of my skin
offering their fur.
Haiku for January 20th
Waiting in the cold,
trying not to let my mind
rush when all is calm.
Upwards Toward the Light
This poem was published in a poetry anthology memorializing Ursula K. Le Guin. It’s composed from scraps of her writing, cut up, pulled apart, and stitched in different ways to create an elegy.
Upwards Toward the Light
We have nothing but freedom:
not a gift given, but a heavy load
of permanent, intolerable uncertainty
that binds us beyond choice.To be whole is to be part.
We all have forests in our minds,
unexplored, unending
stories in the middle of living.When we are finally naked in the cold,
we who are so rich, so full of strength,
we breathe back the breathe that made us live,
we give back to the world all we did not do,
we are left only with kindness.To see how beautiful the earth is,
you must choose to see it like the moon.
Haiku for January 13th
Winter-whitened sun
makes a cold, pretty morning–
gentle, short-lived light.
Haiku for January 6th
Bitter, windy, dark,
clattering cold strikes the rain,
sharp, overwhelming.
Haiku for December 16th
The sky is no clock.
My body wants to obey
its demand for sleep.

Haiku for December 9th
The dark comes sooner.
Night will creep even further.
I wane with the day.

Haiku for December 2nd
Still light at waking
but pale; sun’s cheek tilts away;
we don’t face ourselves.
