poem – Today, if you hear his voice

Unlost, Unfound

We stayed up all night watching shooting stars,And for the life of me I can’t recall your names.A story smoothed as wounds that leave no scars,A perfect picture lost without a frame.You might have been there, Amy, was it you?At one point, Andrew, you were surely, there,When at the end we sped down 42,Right throughContinueContinue reading “Unlost, Unfound”

Eulogy for the Pinelands

Oliver Speaks for the trees Today I wept tears as I saw the writing on the wall of the Crowne Plaza Ballroom in Cherry Hill. So many of us were there to say “no” to a proposed pipeline conceived to send freshly fracked natural gas from Pennsylvania through the Pinelands to a coastal power plantContinueContinue reading “Eulogy for the Pinelands”