Author Archives: CF


Feather Dancer

              I, a quetzal feather, a bird of the flowering water, I flow in celebration.   “Teponaztli Drum Song” Cantares Mexicanos #50 Nezahualcoyotl (Hungry Coyote)  


On a Roll

      Faster and faster it rolled . . . head over heels, one complete somersault after another like a bagel and strangely happy with [it]self.   “The Bagel” David Ignatow  


Slow Release

          O hushed October morning mild, Begin the hours of this day slow . . . Beguile us in the way you know; Release one leaf at break of day; At […]



  Hapless mariners are they, Who beguil’d (as seamen say), Deeming him some rock or island, Footing sure, safe spot, and dry land, Anchor in his scaly rind; Soon the difference they find; Sudden plumb, […]



    Beyond the park, there were fields, with a continuous shimmer of butterfly wings over a shimmer of flowers . . . which now rapidly pass by me in a kind of colored haze, […]


Summer’s End

There comes a warning like a spy A shorter breath of Day A stealing that is not a stealth And [Summer is] away —   And thus, without a Wing Or service of a Keel […]



Oh, a wonderful horse is the Fly-Away Horse – Perhaps you have seen him before; Perhaps, while you slept, his shadow has swept Through the moonlight that floats on the floor. . . .   […]


News: Family Band

Music is a door, An escape to a different world. . . . It starts off empty and colorless, and escalates to something more, your own world.   “Music” Cecilia Perner   My composite photo […]


Pocket Sandwich

          A pocket with a hole in it . . . What is a pocket but a hole?   “Pockets” Howard Nemerov  


Glass Fish

        Here we have thirst and patience, from the first, and art, as in a wave held up for us to see in its essential perpendicularity . . .   “An Egyptian […]



      A flower of waves blossoms in the distance and ripples shoreward as though a breeze had quickened the sea and set it blooming.   “Four Poems: #3” Lady Ise  


News: Soulmates

      Are you looking for me? I am in the next seat. My shoulder is against yours.   Kabir Translated by Robert Bly       Soulmates, from my Both Sides Now series, […]



        God lives on the other side . . . but through the slit where the barrier doesn’t quite touch ground, manages still to squeeze in – as filtered light, splinters of […]


Ball Toss

            [The Lord will] toss thee like a ball into a large country . . .   Isaiah 22:18 Holy Bible, KJV


Aztec Dancer

              [W]e must shake the rattle of rhyme to deceive time and wake the soul.   “The Earth with a New Mist” A Tree Within Octavio Paz


Juggling Act

          It takes a sky-blue juggler with [six] red balls To shake our gravity up.   “The Juggler” Richard Wilbur  


News: Both Sides Now

    The leading and oldest photographic establishment in this city is that of which Mr. F. D. Moon is the esteemed proprietor. . . . He is a thorough master of his profession . […]


Private Eye

        I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions. Whatever I see I swallow immediately Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.   “Mirror” Sylvia Plath  



            The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, Moving like music, secret and rich and warm.   “The House of […]



          Animal face, when the lines of human fear, knots of a net, become transparent and your brilliant eyes and velvet muzzle are revealed, who shall say you are not the […]