Monday, May 20, 2013

I Sing Glory

Sing the glory of sunlight dreams. I,
bring morning from the muted darkness. I,
ring greetings from muddy streams. I,
fling jewelry into naked starkness. I,
string embroideries into enfolded seam. I,
cling to this life by any means.


Tariffs and Resentment

  In 2015 I got a week-long residency at Royal Court Theatre with seven other American playwrights. First time in London. I made the mistak...