A Haiku in Winter
A Haiku in Winter The iced, white fog rising from the green of winter in Marin. The vulture peers, a …
Tag Archives: Poetry:Will Kirkland
Remembrance September 11, 2001
By Will Kirkland It’s hard to focus on the moment if that’s what anniversaries are for, the moment of unraveled …
I Am Wrestling With Myself
By Will Kirkland, 2008 I am wrestling with myself The old continuous struggle. First one side pinned to the floor, …
I Am An Old Man
By Will Kirkland, 2008 I am an old man Distracted by flies in the autumn warm sun on the backs …
Into the Caravan
By Will Kirkland, 1980 Passing them –our car, their cart– it seemed as if the hind legs of the horse …
We Are Being Betrayed: A Poem
Will Kirkland, 2002 We are being betrayed. Go down the road, they say Go down, go down; Promises are made: …