1. Water Poems

For a new way of living


Bethzatha (in Jerusalem at the Sheep Gate)

Half-cowled faces are lost in the crowds where the street curves away from sunny archways. Here, in these five porticos I feed on hope in the rag-...

Lake Fides

How simply I learned to pause, tilt , plunge into the gravel pit on stark cobalt evenings


Sir, give me this water, that I may not thirst, nor come here to draw. May never leave hurriedly the town's narrow