Beautiful day on Governors Island for the 2022 NYC Poetry Festival

Lily Poets after our reading


Back seat of the sedan,

three-year-old me

leans on my grandmother,

strokes her sealskin coat,

its cool pelts. I look up to

see the locket around her neck.

The girl in the locket

stares back, does not smile.

That’s my Cindy, says my

grandmother, she’s

in a better place now. –shh–   –shh–

Doug Holder interview in Boston Area Small Press & Poetry Scene

KPrevallet, goddess of Trance Poetics, visited me on a warm June day and recorded Poetic Hauntings. Here’s an excerpt: