Dear Friends,

I have gathered a selection of my poetry from the last twenty-five years into a book called THE SEASONS. (You can preview or order the book here.)

I am grateful to everyone who has read and responded to the poems over the years. I will continue posting my new work here and in twenty-five years (or less) I will have book number two ready for you.

Warmly,

Kevin











The Dishes





There is a window 
over the sink
that holds
a hundred years 
of nights.

In the winter I see
the neighbor’s windows 
glowing through 
black branches.

In the summer
there is a green cloud
of leaves cascading upward
with fireflies weaving 
their golden threads
in the leaves.

Thunderstorms 
and cicadas 
singing.

Laughter and 
hidden sadness 
in the unwashed
dishes.

I see myself 
from outside
in the dark.
There I am 
in the glowing
rectangle
head down
moving slowly.

I have been 
blessed with 
so many meals
from loving hands.

Now I send 
them back out
into the world
the way my grandmothers
and my mother did.

Each fork and glass.
One at a time.
Some nights 
impossible to lift.

The stars 
looking down
as they drift 
and burn.

Oh yes.
The burning.
Everything 
is changing.
How do I keep
forgetting that?

And the others
who stood 
in this place
and the ones
who will stand
here after.

I have not
been writing 
much because 
love has 
asked me 
for other things.

Still 
in the small 
hours when 
the day is done
or before 
it begins

my hands move 
as they have 
ever since 
I can remember.



































































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