Solar Eclipse from Portland

The August 2017 eclipse marked a shift in focus for me, so I’ll be taking a break from posting here, but feel free to look around at past poetry and more recent artwork.  Thanks for your visit.

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Drums of Summer

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View from Doorman’s window, Montevideo.

Drums of Summer

                                                            —San Francisco 

I’ve showered and shaved and brushed my teeth

Slipped my hips through a pair of loose jeans

So many things I could do tonight

The drums of summer rumble by nine


Left on Mission to the Tip-Tap Club

Sweaty old hispanos drinking rum

Right on Mission to St Pats Saloon

Bearded burners done dropped outta school


There’s the Castro, lotsa bars for guys

Bears and buffs and twinks, a trap surprise

How about a hotel bar? The Rex?

Someone’s always lonely in her bed


I could go out — I could — and I still might

But I prefer to drum right here, to write