pi & anne

poetry

  • Cutouts, Collages, Shahai

    the sycamore treeshining after heavy rain—the galaxy with the naked eye Wrapped in joy, close to…

  • This Trust

    The thing with trees isThey remind me of hugging . . .Arms branch out,The leaves breathe…

  • Review of landmark status woman

    I’m delighted to share the following review by Pippa Phillips of my book landmark status woman,…

  • Rubberbands

    an almost empty glass of Barolo,listening to what late summer sounds likewith a sea-worn, fist-sized flint…

  • Rolls

    East German Rolls I use my everyday words,writingin my coral nightgown.Morning,open windows. Rain is falling.From the…

  • Prora*

    The nose of the red quay wall, Street III,(it has never been used)has broken off. Shards…

  • Late Diagnoses of a Carpet

    the cherry tree crown reached the roof—this tangible, impossible year faster and faster empty over the…

  • Forest of Arden 

    Several visits melt into each other. One of them: he stands in front of me at…