Monday, February 27, 2017

Bloom of Gray

Bloom of Gray
for Chloe Viner Collins

Sometimes the day begins
and ends
in a bloom of gray: a static ceiling of clouds,
our minds too paralyzed to imagine the sun.
No colorful birds pass the window,
none pierce the silence with music.
We’re sunk then, you and I,
like stones at the bottom of a sea.
Melancholia dances about us, grabs us
by the hair, grins in our faces.
Tomorrow he may be gone.
But then again, maybe not.

Monday, February 6, 2017

Poem published in birding newsletter

A short poem I wrote called "Hermit Thrush" has been printed in the February 2017 issue of through the biKNOXulars, the formal newsletter of the Knoxville Chapter of the Tennessee Ornithological Society. A PDF version of the newsletter is available at their website (see link above). If you like birds, check it out!