There are times when the sky flares as if it were on fire, and I caught one of those evenings when I was up at Sorrento. Unbelievable …
the impersonal rage
of every sunset
burns my ears
furious skies flame
at tossing clouds
angry epithets
flare across downtown
enacting tantrums
to the deaf world
but if I miss it
the sun slides down
empty-hearted silent
gray in loneliness
first published in The Outreach Connection
The Willow Tree Girl “… perfect for children in the 7-11-year-old bracket who love to read. …The characters are life-like and the plot intriguing …” Elizabeth Symon.